Yesterday, at about 10am, I had a craving for mussels. (I also thought it was Bastille Day, which is why I thought of mussels. Bastille Day = French = moules frites = strong craving.) And so I had my heart set on having it for dinner. And I did. See below for pot of deliciousness.
After hours of laughter, good conversation, mussels and wine, I came home and just passed out. And that my friends, is what happened the day before today.
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