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February 24, 2013


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I'm sitting here laughing...remembering what happened the first time I made a casserole with spaghetti squash. Of course, as is his habit, HH asked what it was (holding a forkful out to me - before tasting it). "Spaghetti" I replied. One of these days, I may add the "squash" to the "spaghetti". (Is it unethical of me to add "squash" a few years later - when I knew full well HH's attitude toward any squash? I did not lie...I'm just stringing out my answer!)

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