I had pork cutlets with linguini
I had pork cutlets with linguini
There, but for the grace of God, goes John Bradford
My aim, then, was to whip the rebels, to humble their pride, to follow them to their inmost recesses, and make them fear and dread us. Fear is the beginning of wisdom.
I am tired and sick of war. Its glory is all moonshine. It is only those who have neither fired a shot nor heard the shrieks and groans of the wounded who cry aloud for blood, for vengeance, for desolation.
I have been on a pizza kick. Every Sunday I make another. Have been experimenting with buttermilk pizza crust as of late. Baking bread too, batter breads are next.
Silence is beautiful
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