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kayre1) There's a lovely restaurant tucked into a nursery and garden supply store near my Lutheran church. They do 5 or more types of soup daily, so I love to stop in for soup and bread for lunch. Today I asked if the Spanish Rice Vegetable soup had any dairy. "Well, the soup base has just a tiny bit-- really not very much." Decided to risk it. Discovered that it was WAY too spicy for my tastes, so I ate maybe 1/3 cup total-- and, you guessed it, had an unmistakeable lactose reaction.
2) The children next door now have a whistle. A piercing, shrill whistle. It appears to be battery powered, so they don't even get tired from blowing it. And their mom just told them it was bothering her, so "take it down to the yard, off the deck"-- closer to MY deck.
*sigh*
2) The children next door now have a whistle. A piercing, shrill whistle. It appears to be battery powered, so they don't even get tired from blowing it. And their mom just told them it was bothering her, so "take it down to the yard, off the deck"-- closer to MY deck.
*sigh*
