ON CHICKEN AND WAFFLES

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One time I talked to Charles Schultz, and he told me a secret about Snoopy.  I told him that Snoopy was my favorite character and that he was my inspiration for how to live my life.  I love dancing, and playing the piano, and living in a house (although mine’s bigger), and terrorizing yellow birds.  He told me that Snoopy’s favorite food is fried chicken.  I couldn’t believe it.  I always thought that Snoopy was more of a cheeseburger-dog, but I heard it from the man himself.  Years passed and I forgot about this conversation, but recently I found a snoopy waffle maker at a thrift store, and got some maple syrup from my crop share, so this dish came together in my mind instantly.  Sorry Woodstock.

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ON EGGS IN A BASKET

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I call these Eggs in a basket. Other people call it : Eggs in toast, Eggs with a hole in it, Eggs in a hole, Toad in a hole, Frog in a hole, Egyptian Eye, Hobo. I’m not sure if it’s some regional thing, but I hate those people.

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ON TINY PIZZA

When I was a young girl in tuscany, my mother kept the hearth rolling all winter. I came home from school, down the snow covered hills, on the cobblestoned roads, and through the vibrant market which seemed warm from the local hustle and bustle. When I pushed open the large oak doors  the smell of fresh bread smushed into my nose holes.  I was always happiest on pizza fridays.

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