After work, I ran by the grocery store and grabbed a few things to cook for supper. It was mediocre at best but my intent was good. Apparently, quinoa in everything wasn't a great idea.
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- Beth
- I'm a mom, wife and an elementary school assistant principal. I have 2 boys and 2 step-daughters and a miniature dachshund (the dog rules the roost).
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