Sara cooked up a meal for a king tonight. I mention it out of respect for her ability and my love of good food. She made some barbecue sauce and crocked a few local porkchops I got from a friend of mine who raises pigs. She baked some homemade bread, thick and crusty with a dense soft center that sucked up butter and honey most excellently. She laid out some applesauce, thick, sweet, and chunky, we'd made last summer from apples up at the ranch. Overall it was a generous and worthy meal, a meal that feels good to eat and fills you up. These are Wendellian values I hope to make a regular occurence.
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