July 24, 2021
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I have a memory that feels like a hug every time I recall it. The house is full of people, two large pots of tomato sauce are simmering on the stove each being looked over by a different person, 🍝 wine is being poured 🍷, there is a good natured argument about how the bread should be cut 🥖, I hear the sound of silverware clinking and lots of talk...
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