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Italian Blessing

Pampering my stir fried veggies, with a dot of butter and olive oil, splash of soy sauce, cayenne pepper, and to make even more palatable I grab the parmesan cheese. SHAKE SHAKE SHAKE three times s u r p r i s e d...by the dust that flies and my clean shirt is coated in Italian blessing, as is my freshly mopped kitchen floor. I sweep, eat and mop...in that order. It never snowed in Georgia, this Winter, except two days before Spring. The shovel outside, need not apply. 3/18/2019

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Date: 3/21/2019 12:10:00 PM
Hey!...whatsa matta for you...can you pass the parmesan aplease? lol...lovely write Kimmy...brings out the Italian in me...love & light...^WW^...{*J*}
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Kim Rodrigues
Date: 3/21/2019 12:11:00 PM
LOL! Thanks for the chuckle!
Date: 3/21/2019 7:50:00 AM
The joy of cooking!)) Loved the shovel part. I live where there is no snow and I go outside and kiss the sky with gratitude. I left the snow in Chicago. Love roses in bloom. And olive oil and cheese. Panagiota.
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Kim Rodrigues
Date: 3/21/2019 8:15:00 AM
Thanks for reading! Thank you!
Date: 3/19/2019 7:12:00 PM
I agree with Pixie.A true original! Cute title and that dish sounds delish.
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Kim Rodrigues
Date: 3/19/2019 7:33:00 PM
Thanks, Andrea! :)
Date: 3/19/2019 10:22:00 AM
lol that is such an original, I love it xo
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Kim Rodrigues
Date: 3/19/2019 3:03:00 PM
Thanks, Pixie!

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