• I don’t know what the er, fudge, I’m doing

    Fudge is a nice euphemism, isn’t it?  Instead of harsh profanity, you get a remembrance of chocolate delight, maybe days in the kitchen as a child, helping with the stirring of candy, sun shining through the curtains….I went off on a tangent I guess. Picasso (at least I think it was Picasso), said “Inspiration can…

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