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And the total amount of catalogs waiting for us when we got home...?

( cut for suspense )

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Years ago, one of you was aghast that I didn't have a store of pasta in the house for emergency dinners. This may explain why:



I come solidly from Potato Europe on both sides. Pasta is not a default. (I don't even like pasta that much.) Give me a potato, and I can produce dinner, give me pasta and I just go "meh."

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I have yet again accepted that I'm not going to go back and reply to all the unreplied-to comments on LJ and DW that I've been keeping in my inbox for months, and deleted them. If I have not replied to you it's because I am a slacker and not because of any ulterior motive.