... where things are ruined before they are barely started
Tuesday, March 30, 2010
When I was a kid, I loved matzoh.
I'd eat that stuff year round as a snack. I must have had it once at a jewish friends house, probably during passover, and really liked it, so my mom bought it for me.
The more I remember, the weirder my dietary habits as a kid seem to me.
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