We both kind of limit carbs. We do it for weeks at a time.
It's that time of year when my thoughts turn to ICE COLD beer. I've tried twice now. bleah. Room temperature swill. Ice cold brew was what was served at the Playoff Parties and Ohio doesn't know ice cold.
The crisp sharp taste of the tart and/or sweet apples, divine. One can understand how she was tempted by an apple.
Ahh, to be in New England this time of year.
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Your words are painting vivid pictures again! Enjoy, enjoy, enjoy!
ReplyDeleteEnjoy the downtime! :-)
ReplyDeleteI'm a little distressed.
ReplyDeleteWe both kind of limit carbs. We do it for weeks at a time.
It's that time of year when my thoughts turn to ICE COLD beer. I've tried twice now. bleah. Room temperature swill. Ice cold brew was what was served at the Playoff Parties and Ohio doesn't know ice cold.
The crisp sharp taste of the tart and/or sweet apples, divine. One can understand how she was tempted by an apple.