I made some stuffed mushrooms for dinner tonight, but they weren't all I was hoping they'd be. So I took them over to my dad's, to see what he thought. On the way, I met one of the new neigbours. I offered one to him (explaining they weren't what I'd hoped), and he enjoyed his so much that when I asked if he'd like another, or like one for his girlfriend, he gratefully accepted one for his girlfriend. I took the rest to dad's, and now they're all gone.
I guess they weren't so bad after all. ;)
Thinking about it from the new neighbour's perspective... how strange must it be to have someone you've never met wander by and offer you a stuffed mushroom? Somehow I suspect that's a rather rare occurrence.
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