I ended up making a stew. I started out helping my mother make stew. I started helping because I was given a knife, an expensive knife, supposedly from Japan. It was a Christmas gift.
It's a very good knife. It is the kind of knife that makes you want to chop vegetables.
Once I found out that I was no longer helping but doing, I changed the recipe. That's the right of the cook. He how cooks gets to chose the ingredients.
More onions was the first change.
Christmas, open gifts, go onto the next day.
The youngest niece placd a clementine in front of me. I peeled it as I thought of someone else that has me peel thier clemtines.
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