The horde came over last night and he was definitely more excited about the Marvel Lego set than the berry Octo-pie. Eh, he's a picky eater sometimes, declaring he's "never liked" something that's always been his favorite
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Okay, as mentioned before, we're trying the "no cooking without using something from the garden as often as possible because dear god, Cthulhu is growing in the cuke beds and I'm afraid the herb pots are plotting a coup" thing (note to self: must find some way to shorten this
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I fear the lemon cucumbers may attempt a global takeover; I had to free several corn plants from their clutches. The first sugar snap peas were delicious! I think none will ever reach a plate. Teeny tiny tomatoes - they’ll be ripe when they turn whiteNew rule we have had to institute: all cooking must include
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Also, I cannot tell one Staal from another and can only assume that they have bar codes on the backs of their necks courtesy of the cloning process so that whoever is fighting and/or fucking them can tell the difference.