In the spirit of Altadena Hiker, a haunting tune.
Swedish, by origin, and the lyrics are about wandering far and wide,
with a lunch made of blue and yellow milk, bread without butter or cheese.
How ignorant I am, when I asked the student who introduced me to this song.
What does blue and yellow milk mean?
Rancid, she answered.
Even Sweden had its moments.
When I bake . . . - Baking is my first cooking love, and it's something I rarely do anymore. When I bake, I eat what I baked. And, I don't just try or sample, I keep eatin...
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