While I could write about my aversion to bumper stickers that say things like "Don't spread my wealth, spread my work ethic" and "My blue heeler is smarter than your honor student", I will instead write about something dull, like what I ate for dinner.
No one else is home, so I decided to make myself a frittata. I got turned onto these this summer, when I checked Mediterranean Harvest out of the library. I stopped by our community garden plot this evening, picked a couple tomatoes, and came home, ready to cook.
I decided to add a slice of toast to my plate, topping it with my mother's homemade peach jelly.
{Hers is the absolute best}
Here's dinner:
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