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I ate two of the cookies last night…that seemed to quiet the sugary little monsters…overnight, at least. This morning though, they’re at it again…”Snarrrrrrrrky…cooooookies…it’s what’s for breakfast!”

Wait…should I be concerned that my food is starting to talk to me?

I’m taking some of the cookies to Capt. UberHusband and am also taking one of Audrey’s tomato offspring. No fair that he planted her back in April and doesn’t get to reap the benefits, right? Speaking of which, I made pasta pomodoro last night with the tomatoes and was all in a tizzy because I didn’t have any parmesan cheese. Can’t have pasta pomodoro without parmesan cheese, right?

Didn’t need it…and the tomatoes were so good. I can’t tell you. Tonight I’m making a tomato, basil & mozzerella salad. With the bumper crop of tomatoes I appear to be in for this summer, it looks like it’s time to invite Ali and her sangria over for salsa and chit-chat.