My daughter made us all laugh last night when she was changing into her nightgown and exclaimed "My armpits smell like garlic!", my son was disgusted, but he is easily disgusted approaching the tender sweet age of 13. She did not mind, and in fact thought it was interesting that you not only "are what you eat", but you can smell like it too! She should have perhaps learned this from our recent Road Trip for the summer. We were camping in S. Lake Tahoe and she was "smelt up" by a bear after she ate beef jerky one night and forgot to brush her teeth before bed. Thankfully to her and I, she slept through it and the bear lost interest in her tent. So I suppose since she was sleeping there wasn't a "lesson" to learn from per se. Tonight, since it's Friday, I am making Ciabatta Paninis with Black Forest Ham and Smoked Turkey Slices, Swiss Cheese, and I think I am going to mandolin some Fuji Apples slices inside as well. I am going to serve i
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