Today on the playground at Coppermine, I spotted black locust flowers, a flower from my childhood. When we were little, my bother and I would go out with a long hook and fetch tons of them. My mom would steam them or fry them and make yummy treats. They smell fragrant and taste sweet.
So Jade and I picked some. We made pancakes for dinner. Surprised all of us loved it.
Food brings back memories.
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