A flock of flirting flamingos is pure, passionate, pink pandemonium-a frenetic flamingle-mangle-a discordant discotheque of delirious dancing, flamboyant feathers, and flamingo lingo.
Thank God for farmers. Especially the family farmer because they are a dying breed. Pushed out by the mega farms and conglomerates. Those who are the ones pushing for GMO's and using bad farming practices because they can fight it with their deep pockets.
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“Until I discovered cooking, I was never really interested in anything.” ― Julia Child ―
Nothing ever tasted better than food that you grew yourself.
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A flock of flirting flamingos is pure, passionate, pink pandemonium-a frenetic flamingle-mangle-a discordant discotheque of delirious dancing, flamboyant feathers, and flamingo lingo.
