Cool whether sure whet someone's appetite. Despite me rearranging the dining room and moving her stuff all different (same corner; different layout), Izzy's in here chowing down on dinner. She ate all her breakfast, too--after I poured a quarter-cup milk on it.
The only picture I can find to post is this, the sign of the (changing) times--
Days are shortening and walk dogs can't be the last entry on the Sunday evening cooking schedule now.
Note that was last week's schedule. This week I made an emergency trip to Whole Foods because the beans were moldy, and when I got back, there wasn't time to cook them. I'll go soak them in a bit.
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