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Food, glorious food QOTD
Dad food. Anything I can put in the air fryer: sausages, chips, beans. But actual cooking skill comes in the form of mini lessons D used to give me when she had the patience. I can make a nice honey roast gammon that just melts, thrice-cooked wedges, roasted parsnips, and carrots. A Sunday roast. I…
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Proud QOTD
Proud moments are in abundance with an awesome family such as mine. But then, I’m a little biased about the whole thing. I know many will see it as an easy answer, but I genuinely feel pride when think of the three most annoying, most fabulous kids. From one who reinvents cooking with random TikTok…
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I only came here for the drugs QOTD
Don’t know, well, it’s something I’m more ashamed of than anything else. Long ago in my past, I went through a tough spot. I was being seen by doctors who were quickly trying to help me. This was in 2011-2012, which doesn’t feel like that long ago. I was in crisis, and they prescribed antipsychotics…
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A good neighbor? A Si… QOTD
A good neighbor would be a silent one who, when late at night, sees you digging a 6-foot-deep hole, silently joins you with a spade, and you dig together. That’s neighborly love. Maybe in my warped mind. A good neighbor knows when to come round, take a hint, defrost each other’s cars in the morning,…
