Wait…
Is this a piece of pah I see before me? Does it not have a generous splorp of whipped cream accentuating it’s sweet potatoey goodness? With a couple small wild blueberries to top it off? Why… yes it is!!
Breakfast of champions. I’mna tellya.
Is this a piece of pah I see before me? Does it not have a generous splorp of whipped cream accentuating it’s sweet potatoey goodness? With a couple small wild blueberries to top it off? Why… yes it is!!
Breakfast of champions. I’mna tellya.
I’mna stay home, most of the day. I will be doing some crap around the house and snarfing leftovers. The oglet and ogwife will probably be sleeping until noon.
The wife and daughter sat up last night and made two sweet potato pies. They are cool, sitting on the counter in the kitchen. I just made a pot of strong coffee. There is a box of heavy cream in the fridge, and the blender is already out.
I am thankful that I have the willpower it requires to not make a big bowl of whipped cream and dip the pies in it and eat them both.
I barely have that willpower, but I have it. The turkey is brining and I am about to go clean the crapper and lay in a small fire in the firebox.
To all my friends who come here and visit, thank you. I do enjoy your company, and blogging for me has always been like having a conversation with people you like and mostly agree with who come and go and read and sometimes comment- like being at a really good party for ten years.