Wagging Tail-939

Oh my what a great day Ma had at the tearoom yesterday. She clean ran out of the promised mince pies.

So last night she was faced with a dilemma.

Go to World Market to procure more of the traditional tucker dressed like a Victorian Maid or scrape the barrel of the mincemeat jar we had at home and cross her fingers that would be enough.

She choose the latter option.

We got up at six and baked up a storm.

Not a drop was left in that jar!

If today is like yesterday she doomed to run out. Why is that a good thing?

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