Tuesday, July 24, 2007
Brady asked me to make him a pesto pizza, so of course who can say no to Brady?

John and the three pizzas.
Frank, John, and Forrest came over too, and we played Clue (Mrs. peacock, the wrench, in the billiards room) and ate a fancy puff pastry, whipped cream-cream fraiche, and strawberry dessert.
I won't be cooking for a while, my house becomes an oven and is just nasty. It is already very humid from the monsoon rains (three days in a row now).
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John and the three pizzas.
Frank, John, and Forrest came over too, and we played Clue (Mrs. peacock, the wrench, in the billiards room) and ate a fancy puff pastry, whipped cream-cream fraiche, and strawberry dessert.
I won't be cooking for a while, my house becomes an oven and is just nasty. It is already very humid from the monsoon rains (three days in a row now).