We had a block party on the 4th and one table was nearly filled with baked beans. The 5th was even better - I worked hard in the morning setting fence posts, and for lunch I had a cold bean sandwich.
birch and grasses alone on the snow, grey sky indistinguishable. the flat
world falls into the edge of time, lifeless, dull wedge of horizon and
soundless ...
As the child of British parents, I certainly ate my share of baked beans on brown-bread toast in my younger days.
ReplyDeleteIf you haven't had a bean sandwich since your childhood, it might be time time to try one again.
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