Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow Creeps in this petty pace from day to day, To the last syllable of recorded time; And all our yesterdays have lighted fools The way to dusty death. Out, out brief candle! Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player That struts and frets his hour upon the stage And then is heard no more: it is a tale Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, Signifying nothing. -- Macbeth, Act 5, Scene 5
Frankie and Slim
Friday, February 09, 2007
THE CONDEMNED'S LAST MEAL
Why are we condemned? Because we are heart patients and this is part of our dinner tonight -- apple pie. The entree is Chicken Fettuccine. I can't explain what has gotten into us, but we shall only have very tiny portions:-) My sister gave me the pie recipe. It is called "Really Good Pie" and it could also be called "Really Easy Pie". Yum, can't wait to report if it is as good as it looks.
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What's the verdict? It sure looks good!
ReplyDeleteMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM yummy!
ReplyDeleteThat pie looks fantastic!
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