Okay… I can almost see that picture in your mind: Ayala stepping out of a (currently imaginary) greenhouse warmed by our local stallion’s stable droppings, with an armload of bounteous beautiful red VINE-RIPENED TOMATOES… Scratch that!!!!!! Actually, I just went under the rosebushes and snipped some chives for a (storebought) salad~~ So much for the […]
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