and the holy roast
July 20, 2008 7 Comments
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that seems wonderful and I’m gagging for roast chicken right now. Isn’t it a bit hot in davis for roasts at the moment, though? It’s a bit hot here in Scotland! Surely they are a more wintry thing? Or is it necessary to get in early with the smell-learning malarky?
It is always time for a roast dinner. Actually it’s cooled down here a bit, high 80s, low 90s. Practically freezing.
Does a raost smell the same abroad?
MMM, you’re making me hungry. Great drawing too.
this is awesome!!!! I’m sure your son will learn it and keep it with him for a long time. My smell is sauce, it still reminds me of when I was young.
cheers! Well, a roast pretty much smells the same, but you don’t get that ‘songs of praise is on the telly’ feeling.
For me, it’s the smell of tomato sauce with meatballs . . .