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Skyway Drive 328

Leftovers, on every available surface. Odd pairings of foods that shouldn’t go together, but work because… you’re eating them. This week we’re happy to nibble on what’s left of Sunday’s feast. Because the sister’s surgery is Wednesday, I’m feeling a little guilty that she will be on water Tuesday until midnight, and then ice chips after that, but I’m grateful she had this feast when she could.

It is strange to look at this holiday from the vantage of already having had the main portion of it… and now to discover what else remains.