Well, it’s here. It’s finally here. The first cooking food blog post of #CampGarcia. I suppose it was an inevitability. That I’d end up blogging about food. I mean, I love it. Cooking it, eating it, smelling it, looking at it, thinking about it…beautiful beautiful food. I can’t help it. I love food. Always have. I…
It’s a quarter past nine in the evening. Stacey is to my left flanked by Batman and Lester, she’s watching Game of Thrones. She’s never seen it so she’s catching up…she hates Joffrey, so at least she’s on the right track with the rest of us. We took it easy tonight, I made dinner while…
This was something Stax asked me this past Sunday. My initial reaction was “No, of course not” but then I looked down at my sweater vest and the dictionary I was reading and thought that maybe…just maybe…she was right. I mean, I’m 28 years old and Stax is *mumbles* years old and we can hang…
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