MINI BRIE + JAM PIE EDIBLE GIFT

TO CLOSE FRIENDS, IN HEART, AND IN DISTANCE. I guess it isn't so out-of-place during the holiday season, but the other day, I started thinking about friendships. Since the age of 17, I have been living in separations from all my best friends.  Some, separated by lands, but most, by oceans.  And even if when old ones came, or when new ones were made, soon after, was another almost destined departure.  After a certain number of years, I got used to the danger of not having any, and the jealousy for those who do. So this year, when the question of "edible gift" came, I started thinking about what I'd wish I could give.  If you are one of those lucky humans who enjoys close proximity of friendships, I think you should tell them, "I'm so glad I'm not too far away to give you this".  Whole mini brie and jam wrapped in flaky, buttery pie-pastry.  Just like and therefore perfect for those whom this is made for, it doesn't travel far.  It's time and temperature-sensitive.  It's warm, sweet, gooey and most importantly, immediate. To close friends, in heart, and in distance.  Happy holidays. [amd-zlrecipe-recipe:23] [ezcol_1half][/ezcol_1half] [ezcol_1half_end] [/ezcol_1half_end]

BREAKFAST SAUSAGE BISCUIT GRAVY CASSEROLE

[ezcol_1half] I know that you know how it feels, to be nagged by your tireless other half on executing tasks that the difficulty of which, he/she has absolutely no idea of. This is no doubt an important subject that touches the very fabric of the marriage establishment, a possible and perhaps convincing argument made by the anti-commitment party, as one of the many fears that they don't want to be trapped with. But for the rest of us, I'd like to say I, I know how you feel

mini dumpling wrapper maple cannoli

PUFFED, BLISTERED AND DELICATE, A PERFECT ALTERNATIVE FOR THIS TASTY ITALIAN TREAT [ezcol_1third]  [/ezcol_1third] [ezcol_1third][/ezcol_1third] [ezcol_1third_end][/ezcol_1third_end][ezcol_1third][/ezcol_1third] [ezcol_1third][/ezcol_1third] [ezcol_1third_end][/ezcol_1third_end] [ezcol_1third][/ezcol_1third] [ezcol_1third][/ezcol_1third] [ezcol_1third_end][/ezcol_1third_end] [ezcol_1fifth]  [/ezcol_1fifth] [ezcol_3fifth] IT'S one of those days. One of those days when I feel like unleashing a tornado of violence towards all things that come within close proximity, dead or alive.  The trees standing stupidly on the pavement.  The peasant birds that just took a shit outside my window.  The lazy-ass sun that isn't doing its fucking job.  The dead voice of the automatic phone-operator

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