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.
I bought a couple boxes of steaks at Restaurant Depot, who sells to restaurants. I froze them because it's a long drive to go buy some more. And, when i am hungry, i take out a steak, thaw it, then thin slice it and saute it. And, then cook up a side of broccoli and it's very satisfying!
and yet, I'm hungry and nothing looks good to me. *sigh* I hate when that happens!
Gosh, that stinks!
And, it happens, sadly.
FS, walk around, for a bit, and look again.
You might see something that strikes your fancy, that you missed...the first time around.
Just an idea.
Hahaha It does stink! And I keep opening the pantry and fridge every ten minutes and still . . . It's like I'm expecting something, anything, that looks better than what's in there to suddenly appear.
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.
