inspired by Fandango’s One Word Challenge (FOWC) of 14 September 2022, transit.
Sent my daughter out, down to the shops,
For some bread and a bottle of pop,
To my great indignation,
It got lost in translation
And she came home with fourteen pork chops.
Mister Bump 
Fry them in butter and fresh sage. Yum!
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I haven’t had a pork chop for years! I’m not big on meat anyway now and even less on pork. But I could never stand sage anyway!
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LOL. I really picked the wrong recipe for you!
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Mrs B makes sage and onion stuffing to have with her Christmas lunch and… just ugh!
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What’s funny is, it is literally the only time I can remember using sage in my cooking. We had a small plant of it in the garden briefly and the recipe coincided. I liked it well enough though.
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Well dinners sorted then
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for a week!
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😁
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this reminded me when I was small I once brought sewai instead of sev(namkeen) 🤣🤣 and my mother had to return it. embarrassing
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I remember going to the pharmacy and getting conditioner when what I really wanted was gel.
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Glad to have some company 🤣
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He should have given her a list.
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Probably carrying all those chops she was listing already 🤣
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Groan!
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Enough to feed an army !
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yeah I think you could probably get sick of pork. Except for bacon…
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😁bacon is yummy though
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I had that for breakfast today! One meat I still eat.
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👍
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