Tuesday, March 31, 2015

The Winner Is . . . . .

I dreamed I was in a food challenge. I chopped up a bunch of ingredients and threw on some Italian dressing and created my delectable entry. The first 3 competitors submitted their food and all were accepted. So by process of elimination -- I was the last -- I knew that I would be booted. Alex Guarnaschelli came in to escort me and my dish to the judges. She tried to be encouraging, but I saw the look on her face when she saw my food. It displayed "pitiful" in no uncertain terms.

Then I woke and escaped the judgment.

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I remembered to bring my lunch to work today, but I forgot my purse.

Out-of-Sync

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