Work disguised as a Gift

The world would be a nicer place if everyone understands that I do not cook. I reheat, blend, toast, and occasionally boil.

Giving me a huge amount of produce with the expectation that I will carve out time from my regularly scheduled nap/crochet/reading/sloth/kid/dog time is not a thoughtful gift. It’s just not.

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