Well, it turns out no one wants to eat the food gems of the 50s. Although the atomic age made miraculous use of preserved, processed food, I guess we've moved on. Hubby didn't appreciate the delightful meal I made for him.
I guess I'll move on. Our giant blizzard has left me with lots of time on my hands. I'm in the middle of crafting a homemade Valentine keepsake, and that alone is frustrating me. Mod Podge, wooden heart boxes, and glitter are only cute when wielded by toddlers, I'm learning.
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