Here in Wyoming there are few signs of spring. I know the rest of you have crocuses or daffodils and blue skies and Easter decor up. We're a bit behind here. There is still frost on my windshield in the morning and the grass is still brown. But it was St. Patrick's Day and, as a farmer's daughter, I know spring will come. So I'm presenting my favorite Eatin' of the Green.
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I totally think of you when I see real bacon. You introduced me to it when you brought me a meal after Ella was born. I remember the yummy baked potato soup and better than sex cake. You are awesome.
Janet
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