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Tuesday

The prodigal son

He hungrily tucked into the succulent dish.

Tender cuts, meat melting off the bone. It was rich, fatty and deliciously spiced with the best herbs available . There were mounds of steaming fragrant rice to go with it.

He sighed deeply.

“Had I known we cooked fatted calf like this, I never would have left”.

1 comment:

the mad momma said...

good one :D