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Apr
10

He is His Mother’s Son

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These were not your run-of-the-mill beets. These were glorious things, procured fresh from the farmer’s market and turned into the sweet and tangy beings that beets are meant to be. But, on my three-year old’s dinner plate they were cause for freaking out. Rewind some twenty-odd years. I was utterly devastated that Aunt Tress would […]

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