Here Woody prepares to parry with some poultry over our Thanksgiving visit to Maryland. We both spent most of the time in the kitchen as we hadn't touched one in a while. Apparently there are these new-fangled machines that let you cook inside and don't require fiddling with a propane tank. I was told they're called stoves. Don't ask me, I think it's French.
Friday, December 5, 2008
On guard!
Here Woody prepares to parry with some poultry over our Thanksgiving visit to Maryland. We both spent most of the time in the kitchen as we hadn't touched one in a while. Apparently there are these new-fangled machines that let you cook inside and don't require fiddling with a propane tank. I was told they're called stoves. Don't ask me, I think it's French.
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