Yesterday while Vince was out, he went by his favorite flea market. The stuff that man brings home . . how can I be upset when he brings things home for me. I’m not sure if he is always thinking of me or if he figures if he brings something home for me, I won’t be upset that he bought things we don’t need or maybe he figures a few new cookbooks will entice me to cook more.
Will I find any interesting recipes? Who knows but it will keep me busy for a while.