A journal of moving forward but,never forgetting the past.
That is what happens when you drag Mom's baggies of goodies all over the house!I made your biscuits. The first day my husband did not detect anything different. He didn't eat any yesterday so this morning he slathers some blueberry jam over one. I finally asked him if he had any idea there was cayenne pepper and pepper flakes in them. He looks at me funny and says - well, I thought maybe my jam had fermented!
Rolling on the floor here. Can't wait to tell this to my hubby. He too would think something was a bit off but, say "O well" and eat it anyway.Still laughing
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