… NEVER!!!!!! I said it before, and I’ll say it again … ain’t no harm in asking. Only bloggin’ ’bout it ’cause I brazen balls queried something (six hours time difference no less) anticipating the proverbial answer/response … but ya know what? Ya never know. Have always had horseshoes up my motherfucking ass … and while I’d like to think ’twas my charm getting me my way, understand/realize enquiring was the reason why (sorta – still sticking with my charm playing a role, lol). Ask away folks!! 💡
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this post title has no title!! leftovers? leftovers again? tired of the same old same old blog post I mean … not the leftovers, lol!!
… I’m plum outta posts … perhaps that shoulda been the title, lol?! Anyways, you guessed it, leftovers … frozen and defrosted leftovers … this is the third and final day of my killer balls. My turkey meatballs that first started rolling Christmas Eve. Comfort food on a cold day … open faced sammy on a toasted ciabatta roll with roasted creminis, caramelized onions, hot banana peppers, and bubbling provolone after a moment under the Sally …
two for the price of one
yummo closeup
digging in
have steak knife will travel
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