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Another beautiful day in New York City ☀️73°

Same here although now starting to cloud over; I have been tempted to fire up the air conditioner!

If I fits I sits! 😹

On a slotted tabletop is a white plate with shingled leftover lamb and Tracklement’s fresh mint jelly, halved eggs with piment d’ espelette and Guerande fleur de sel and cherry merlot wine jelly flanked by pub fries and a dip of mayonnaise with Vadouvian curry and Dijon mustards

A fun lunch! 😊👍

I’ve been looking at these on-line for a few weeks now. The last two pair (not these) were ordered online and frankly were quite disappointing. Called the store to verify they were in stock and walked to get them. I’m liking the way they fit and feel! 😊👌 Happy feet! 👣 _#adjustable

Yeah I’ve had a couple of those days .. 🤣

Wut

Reich is right.

His post today.

#RadioFreeAmerica

This is what happens when you vote a 5year old to run your government

Nailed it.

Thank you.🙏 Fascinating. Am I reading there are some gems in the collection, then?

Embrace the U

*sips fine wine*

Honestly, any insights?

Marvin by a mile.

Strings of silvery artificial pearls hanging in a display window

Baubles in a window

Brick wall with wooden door behind a shovel starting to be overgrown with vines

Please use other door.

A recording of bread ingredients, not counting water. The iconic blue jar of sea salt from Ibiza, the small envelope of yeast, and the bag of Canadian bread flour.

The boule #79 rests on a cooling rack.

Boule #79 features sea salt from Ibiza

@allanwin.bsky.social Saw your post on the other one about looking for another pup as Dolly is starting to show her age.
What of an Irish Wolfhound, Barzoi, or a Lurcher? (i’d love to see you two get a wire-haired daschund 🙃)

Stewed pork belly in salted mustard greens.

*in lieu of flowers, donate to a charity

Liquid chalk 😵‍💫 I remember the taste and mouthfeel very well.

Gull searching for a meal near the pier.

Gull searching

Pathway through rocks eastward with waves breaking

Broken rock face leading up to the Pier and a yellow memorial bench.

Got some very sad news about a friend’s dad today. Mesothelioma. The cold wet walk down at the Lake grounded me.

A white cat sitting on a parquet floor in front of a pair of her Dad’s Bundstone boots.

Vera’s version of “Dah’s Boot”

Beautifully done. Many thanks, Allan.

Luckily, I didn’t need industrial lubricants! Control of the foot and gentle directed massage did the trick.

Yeah, I’ve been sidelined for 4 more days. If you wanted to post a notice to that effect, it’d be appreciated.

It’s not all bad though; although I can follow, I can’t react or interact.

Some young lady had her murder mittens trimmed today and was very cooperative. she did not try to remove my face. Stems from an incident yesterday when she was shaking her front right foot, looked like she had a cramp. I massaged it but it didn’t help.
Noticed one claw wouldn’t retract. Fixed it.🙀😹

I’ve had smoked cheese, I’ve had bleu cheese.
I’ve never before had smoked Bleu cheese, and I have to admit, I’ve lost a lot of time! It’s wonderful!

On a white plate are 6 halved steamed eggs each topped with Newfoundland sea salt, sweet smoked paprika, chili crisps, surrounding shards of smoked bleu cheese from the Abbey of St Benoit du Lac in Quebec

This will amuse my bouche!
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Vera is not fussed, thanks 😾

You could literally walk into a bar, find the dumbest drunk buffoon, and they could probably do a better… wait, I just described Pete Hegseth.