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May I have some of those olives, please...?
posted by
Ciel
on April 24, 2012 at 6:46 PM
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PatB
I know that sad empty feeling of trying to get through that first Christmas, not fun. I never did have those olives, I just like the boring stuffed ones. Keep well luv.
posted by
WileyJohn
on April 23, 2012 at 8:49 PM
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And aren'yt they just the best in the World!!! used to get them in bulk
from a Greek supplier in Sydney, big as plums. YUM!!
posted by
Kabu
on April 23, 2012 at 10:57 AM
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Pat I am going to be wicked buy a jar of those Olives and reconstruct the scene before you jumped over the broomstick. Yummy.
posted by
C_C_T
on April 23, 2012 at 10:09 AM
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Pat
I don't recall my first encounter with Kalamata olives, I just know that it was under far less interesting, though probably not unpleasant circumstances...
posted by
Nautikos
on April 23, 2012 at 8:37 AM
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What a fun read. You hooked me at the beginning. I only buy calamatas for special occasions because when they are here I can't leave them alone. But, I don't think I've ever eaten calamatas in bed...not that I can recall.
posted by
TAPS.
on April 23, 2012 at 8:21 AM
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