One fish, two fish; Red Fish, Blue Fish
When people come over in the summer and see the two Mr. Coffee pots on the woodstove, each holding a fish, there’s invariably a crack about our dinner plans or sadism. For the record: we never fired up the … Continue reading One fish, two fish; Red Fish, Blue Fish
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