Coffee with mom. Not even sure where this was. Perhaps French Press? Anyway, I'm trying to catch up on my backlog of blog posts so have very little to say most days. Mom and I have very similar conversations almost every time we see each other. She talks about how wonderful the food is where she is living and/or how terrible they say the food is where she is living (notice the difference- it is clear to me that negative opinions that she takes on have originated from other people- probably the others at her table.
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