And I'm so stuffed up that I can hardly breathe.
All I wanted to get done today is the post I've been working on about the fantastic, rich Civet de Lièvre that I made last weekend with the hare our neighbor gave us.
Instead I'm going to lie on the couch and drink hot tea and try to get the crammed-with-cotton sensation out of my brain so I can think and type coherently.
Until then...
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