my freshman year of college, my home teacher (and later to be life-long friend) moroni invited to sunday dinner every week. it was probably the only meat i ate during the week. those dinners were full of laughter and delicious food. well life has moved on and it turns out moroni has moved back into the brick house and we are starting sunday dinners again. it was a great night of spaghetti and rice pudding followed by the ces fireside.
the most delicious cheesy bread ever.
the master chef himself.
i love sundays.
xoxo
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