It was a custard apple. And very tasty it was too. This week, nothing unrecognizeable...well, okay, I wouldn't have known it was kale but the bag was labelled. What do I do with kale? Anyway, I'll figure it out. Everything goes in soup!
We leave for Canada in less than a week - 5 days actually. It's working out well as two friends have now volunteered to stay and watch lovely Logan and little Laila. I hope the weather is Christmas-y. Here - it's not so much. Last night tho, just to force in some cheer, Nas, I, and some friends went down to the German Kristkringlemarkt in the city and had some food and beer - deliciously meaty! I should've taken a photo - now there is no evidence of the staggering amount of meat we ate...
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