We went all the way to Staten Island to take part in one of the more gluttonous feasts (for me, anyway). The crazy woman kept on refilling my plate three times. I think by the end, I was passed out on their stairs.
We were all too innocent then to know the horrors of eating to much that awaited us.
Foolishness!!
my sweet little SUSU.
And it was someone’s birthday..
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