A friend wanted to see a picture of our Leo, who can muscle his way out of the door and nearly knock you over before you can get the door closed. He'd eat a postman for breakfast -- if he wasn't so nice, and if we had postmen.
Left: Price, Leo, Shadow, on our bed.
Woodstove pizza. Just a little partly-wholewheat crust, tomato paste with oregano, green peppers, garlic-basil olive oil, black pepper, and a scattering of Monterey Jack cheese. Pretty much your original peasant version, a little bit of ingredients stretched to seem like more. Which is where all the good stuff comes from, including onion soup and pancakes.
2 comments:
Good lord, what a whopper.
The cat was very funny? But I also see the pizza, I like it! I also write about food, just a bit difficult because I do not know about the seasoning...
Indeed, many kinds of delicious food! Interesting!
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