The funeral for my dear old friend Jimmy Nolan was the best best service I have ever attended. The boys choir of St. Vincent De Paul in the City were world class. The was was packed. A testament to a good man.
I had no blog today or no desire to create one then I got the call from the wife.The one that comes everyday with a frequently asked important question, what's for dinner?
Tonight my response was to suggest going out to eat, so I don't have to work at preparing a meal. The next question of course is, what do you want to eat?
That seems like a ridiculous to me because anyone who has been with me for 25 years should know the answer. It would be pizza of course. It's always my answer. It's really all I want to eat, and chocolate. "A salad would be fine dear, and a walk with the dogs."
Pizza brings me to my next subject which is it's spring time, and that means it's time to crank up the Forno Bravo pizza oven in the back yard. Lovin' my oven continues. I am itching to cook some pies.
Off to visit friends in the forest this weekend.
That's it.
Life is what happens in between meals.
Peace,
Make Food/Not War
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