Toasty Published on January 2, 2018 by willowwrites “Toasty…yes, toasty,” he retorted spreading the jam thickly. “Can’t fight fire with fire. Might as well preserve peace with compote and honey… and a touch of Bitter Orange to temper regrets.” ~ J. Bene Share this:TwitterFacebookMoreEmailPrintPinterestLike this:Like Loading... Related
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That extract kept me thinking, imagining contexts. For a moment, methought it was a receipe. Tempering anger is a tall order.
It is indeed 🙂