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07 October 2009

How To Eat Tomato Sandwiches...

...if you really like tomatoes but are not too keen on bread.

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Thanks for your help in the previous post - still not sure what to do, but Hip-Jen reminded me of the frangipani clock which was quite nice after all. The fruit plate then becomes my third best work, and therefore, less needy of salvation.

5 comments:

Swift Jan said...: My Ella does that too....; 07 October, 2009 12:27
tinsenpup said...: Aw...So cute! DK would consider the tomato to be hopelessly contaminated with breadiness, so I guess the bright side is at least he's eating half of it!; 07 October, 2009 13:30
Scurrette said...: Aphid #2 isn't fond of bread either! But generally he just opens them and gets stuck in to the nutella. HEHEHE We call him chocy-cheeks!; 07 October, 2009 16:45
Allegro ma non troppo said...: I see your problem - Worthless White Bread.

He's hanging out for multigrain.; 08 October, 2009 12:53
Joy said...: I wish my kids would eat tomatoes.
BLT's are my all time favorite sandwich on white bread.
Throw some bacon on there. ;)

Love his look.
♥
Joy; 09 October, 2009 00:16

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07 October 2009

How To Eat Tomato Sandwiches...

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