What the stomach wants

It was 87. Not that it makes much difference in my condo. If there are not clouds it’s always hotter than the surface of the sun in there. But it wasn’t Bolognese or chili weather no matter how you sliced it. But I listen to what my stomach tells me and it was telling me it wanted Bolognese and 2 days later there was a demand for chili.

Pronto. In other words, horita.

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