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Sunday Dinner I have sweet memories of all those Sunday dinners at my Nona's house. Wonderful smells wafting through the house and the feeling of comfort all around. I can still see Nona opening the oven to check the roast. I wonder if the Mistress below is checking the Sunday roast |
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3/27/2022 7:07 am |
Is it done yet?
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i bet she is. looks like it's/she's not quite done yet!
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3/27/2022 7:23 am |
still needs a bit more warming up
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A beautiful pic !!
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take her temperature!
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Think that joint needs beating…..sorry basting….
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Just making sure the juices are flowing. Next she will check her temp by figering her ass. Looks like it will be a delicious meal.
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3/27/2022 8:29 am |
Keep it moist & juicy... don’t let it dry out!
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She's making sure the oven temp hasn't fallen. Need to keep the oven hot until dinner is ready to be served and eaten. I'm Italian, my Nana and her homemade soup, sauce, meats and pasta cooking all morning. What I wouldn't do to smell that again.
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H Memories of good times with our grandparents are irreplacable These ladies look like there is still some cooking to cum :D A life spent making mistakes is not only more honorable, but more useful than a life spent doing nothing. George Bernard Shaw Jenny
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Doesn't seem like either will mind a late dinner HJ! ~ Physical strength is measured by what we carry. Inner strength is measured by what we can bear. ~
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3/27/2022 12:22 pm |
We all have memories that take us back.
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She needs her bottom to be paddled so it can serve as a hot plate.
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