That’s what I was thinking. I figured certainly the internet would alert me if such things in the garden would have dire consequences.

I found myself making hard candy during this transit, turning my kitchen into an assembly line of potential burns, planning meticulously to avoid any accident with 300 degree syrup.

I only caught the back of my hand on the microwave’s unreasonably hot over-stove light. I’ll call that a win.

Thanks for that one, autocorrect.

Good City for the win!

lol!
I was going to learn this time and just put it straight in the fridge, but we also came home from that excursion with 20lbs of chicken to cook for tamales.

Yeah, no, if it’s required to go gently into that good night, so be it. I’ll love until the finals and beyond.
Boy howdy tho once the leopards are involved,