I love it when I get e-mails from Angel. Angel is a bad speller, but that does not matter. Most of her e-mails are incredibly wicked cartoon jokes. They are like chocolate bars. Either I save them as a reward after completing an arduous task or I gobble them up all at once. The jokes, like chocolate, are also shareable. We have slightly different friend footprints. This is useful. Occasionally I send other joke sharers one or two tidbits from Angel, depending on my perception of their sense of humour.
Today, Angel decided to send me a round-robin “let’s swap recipes” message. I can only think that this is because I am a generally accommodating person. I did the unthinkable. I broke the chain. The e-mail said I could: “If you cannot do this within 5 days, let me know so it will be fair to those participating.”
Another wonderful detail in this e-mail was that the recipe, “should be something quick, easy and without rare ingredients. Actually, the best one is the one you know in your head and can type right now”.
In Angel’s mailbox this morning there is a wingeing request for her to take me off the list, since I did not want 36 more recipes. I added, “Here is a recipe anyway: Fried Cabbage.” Don’t ask.
Allison
Note: The word or phrase in bold appeared in my previous blog.
Allison
Note: The word or phrase in bold appeared in my previous blog.
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