Volume 22
An acquired taste few are willing to acquire.
Tuesday, May 17, 2005
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This morning I was in bed dreaming of eating something like roast with gravy on it. I bit into a piece on the end of my fork and the taste was odd enough to wake me up. It seems I had part of my bed quilt in my mouth. Luckily, I didn't swallow.
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