Bok Choy and mushrooms over Red Wahani Rice
Gift baskets given to P at his work by contractors or business ties. Who cares, there's chocolate in the house! And cheese and crackers. All the forbidden fruit! I love a good gift basket. One of those guilty pleasures. They're corny and outdated but still exciting in some nostalgic way. I guess I like the idea of a bunch of small morsels to pull out and welter in. Individually, they are never as impressive but quantity sometimes makes up for that. And anticipation goes a long way with me. I love the variety element, that each little thing is something different to explore.
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