It’s Saturday morning, and I don’t know about you, but I’m all politicked out.

I’ve got four cups of chicken stock in the fridge, a ton of flour, some chopped leeks, some pork, and some eggs. I think I’m going to make noodles and/or dumplings. How about you? (And did Christy drink up all the coffee, or is there some left for me?)

Of course, I also have some baker’s chocolate, so I could make cookies instead. But probably not with chicken stock. I do have my limits.

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