I froze my truffles

In solidarity, five women and one man, we froze our truffles.

In the company of intelligent friends with eclectic senses of humor, a bit tiredness, and a few of us filled with chocolatey sugarness and accompanied by a loud sound system of 70’s 80’s and today muzak words are misheard and other snippets become knee slappers. Should becomes shizzel or sh*t and an excerpt from recalling deep frying truffle-filled beignets becomes one line for the evening.

I froze my truffles.

Thanks (to my fellow four women and one man and ethel), you know who you are.

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