Jenny took the boys out to their Parkour class. She left out the recipe for dinner, so I thought I'd see if I could prepare it. I kind of chickened out (pun intended, it was chicken), but I did separate the garlic into cloves and peeled each one. Just getting this far filled the house with a pleasant garlic smell.
When Jenny cooked the dinner, the smell was even stronger and brings back memories of so many good meals featuring lots and lots of garlic.
With this dinner, the cloves turned soft and had a mild taste.
So, today I was grateful for garlic.
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