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Originally Posted by cashart10
Bird dancer,
I had a dream about you! You had made your homemade buns (although in the dream it looked more like pie). A few of my friends and I were at your house and you told me that it was prune filling and I tried to think of a way to get out of trying it without being rude as I am not a big fan of prunes. Instead however, I ate it anyway and it was so delicious. And, your husband was there. He was totally different than in real life based on what you have described. He was big (not fat at all, just bulky) with brown hair and was instead Hungarian with a very thick accent. He was sitting next to me at the table reading the paper. You were full of hospitality, cutting and serving each of my friends and me with the desert.
Crazy, huh??!!
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That's cool that you dreamed of me, cashart! I'm sure it would be fun to have you and others from here over for coffee and sweets.
The prune filling (povidla in Czech, lekvar in Hungarian) is an acquired taste. Hubby says it's his favorite, that's the only reason I made some with it. Actually, we ate the last of the fresh buchty this morning. I froze the rest.
My husband is a tall man with dirty blond hair. He's 60 to my 47, and yet he has no gray hair on his head (but does on his chest). I wish I didn't have any gray hair on my head. I've had to get it colored for some years now. He does have a beer belly, but the rest of him is trim. I'd like to get his beer belly reduced. I'd like to lose about 20 lbs, myself. He always seems to want to "diet" via me dieting. He calls me the "Director of Nutrition", which I'm often delinquent about. That doesn't mean he doesn't do lots and lots for me, though. He's an angel.