ruthless compassion (aroraborealis) wrote,
ruthless compassion
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midnight snacks

When I was a kid, I used to fantasize about midnight snacks. We always went to bed early, so midnight was some dark and mysterious time, and I could only imagine the culinary wonders that would emerge from the depths of night.

I can now report back to my childhood self that crêpes at midnight are as wonderful as she imagined.
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