How is Violet? When mine act funny I just start giving them oatmeal with clabber and laced with cod liver oil. Just a little clo will do like a tablespoon mixed in with the oatmeal/clabber. If she isn't eating I would give her just…"
Sorry to hear about violet. Question: what's "gaping"? Do you mean gasping? Or gaping, like her mouth is open, almost like she'd be crowing if she was a rooster? (this is normal and not an indication of illness)
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I like bacon. Also, I know how to have a good time. It involves eating bacon, drinking champagne, staying up late, laughing really loud, spending too much money on traveling to exotic places and misbehaving around grown-ups.
Favorite Thing(s) About Albuquerque:
Hangin out, playing poker, dancing. At the same time.
What I'm Reading:
I'm finishing Temptations of the West: How to be Modern in India, Pakistan, Tibet and Beyond. (I just got back from India.) And starting the Food and Wine Lover's Companion to Tuscany. (That's my next trip.)
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When you go to Tuscany, either check out the Amarone (a Valpolicella relative from nearby Verona), or don't.
Why to do it: it's big, it's rich, it's beyond red; it's purple; it's made via the infamous "noble rot" method; it's likely you'll find incredible bottles (and carafes) there for a pittance compared to the ransom you'd pay here.
Why not: you might never come back . . . you might devote the rest of your life to discovering every possible nuance in a bottle of Amarone; you might discover it's the one thing on the planet that takes your mind off thick, crispy bacon (the kind you probably can't get in Italy); you might marry a vintner and forget all about 'Burque; you might become a hopeless lush and spend the rest of your days in a rich, purple stupor . . . wait! Are these the reasons for or against?