A medley of urban gardening, experimental cooking, family medicine, and my life.
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Marta called me a little bit ago, and I just got her message:
“Hi, Arin. I’ll try to talk a little bit clear than your Dad did, I guess. But I should still mention something about making chicken sip punch.”
CHICKEN SIP PUNCH? Wow. There’s a ring to that. I have a feeling that’s a new mojito right there. Working as one of the simulscribe transcribers must really be one of the best jobs in the world.
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