This post is from from my other blog here When I was about 10 I had a confrontation with my two best friends in my neighborhood. We were walking side by side down our street and I can't recall exactly what happened but my feelings were hurt. It was months (years?) before I realized, through an innocent conversation, that I had dreamed the entire episode. It was so weird--it felt real. So you can see how I'm starting the second guess the reality of a recipe I SWEAR I read in Craft Magazine for making yogurt in the oven. It involved a few tablespoons of plain yogurt, a lot of ...
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