Smoked prime rib.
Kinda rolls off the tongue, doesn't it? And into my belly!
I had a wonderful holiday meal last night.
There's a lot of suffering in the world, close to home and far away and everywhere in between. There's joy too. May Christmas Day, whether you celebrate it or not, be full of joy, love, and beauty.
Now I'm going to have the most epic breakfast ever.
Leftover smoked prime rib. Mmmmm ....
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