These amazing photographs from Imperial Russia tie in with my last post.
Having guests for dinner this weekend, and I notice myself turning into my mother. All I have to do now is brake a plate, swear at everyone, drive away crying, then come back and act like nothing happened. I'll keep you abreast.
Having guests for dinner this weekend, and I notice myself turning into my mother. All I have to do now is brake a plate, swear at everyone, drive away crying, then come back and act like nothing happened. I'll keep you abreast.
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I think I like your mother. I will follow her example next time I host a dinner.
I like your mother's style! And these photos are somehow making me crave the taste of caviar.
thanks guys! i only locked myself in the bathroom once! it was a success! although my creme brulee was a bit soupy..
ha ha ha ha - D. we must be brothers as it seems we share the same Mother.
Donna Mary (Catholic name: "Helen) is a constant joy and brunt of my jokes. She loves every minute of it.
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