Easy like sunday mornings means pulling out the crock pot to make some chickeny stew cooked with roasted tomato garlic salsa. The crock pot means I can smell delicious things all day.
And then brining the other chicken for roast chicken later in the week. The clams. I still have more clams. Clams in the refrigerator means an entire day's worth of anticipation of delicious things.
And I anticipate linguine ala vongole.
Eaten fireside outside now that the nights are getting chilly. Sitting fireside means cedar smoked Davy.
And a second dinner with the chicken stew. We should all have two dinners in a day.
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