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Mar 11, 2005 10:45

Funny that of all the challenges and strangeness, I find it's recipes
that I worry about now. Maybe because I understand them better. No hidden
surprises, much less scary ones.
Molasses cookies, and that rabbit stew, for Anya. Chocolate chip for Mr.Burke
and Willow. And done!
I've not seen him around lately. Willow was by to help redo the warding for
my apartment. I had some odd visitors and--we got into a fight. Blood shed
is one of the fastest ways I know to un-consecrate a space.
It's been mostly quiet since then. I thought about taking Burke up on his
offer of a roommate arrangement. It'd save me some money, but there's
something about him that makes me wonder...
Never mind.
Get to work, boyo. Money doesn't earn itself.
I'll leave the dishes in the little refrigerator at the shop. Anya
can reheat the stew later. Cookies, on the counter in there.

The cold weather doesn't seem to deter shoppers. It's a good thing she
found some extra help.
This place is one of a kind, as far as I've seen. At least it is in Boston.
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