Look what the sweethearts at Sweet Pea wrote on my plate today:
Is it any wonder I love dining there?
Peace, and love, people.
When Lunch Feeds Your Soul
Look what the sweethearts at Sweet Pea wrote on my plate today:
Is it any wonder I love dining there?
Peace, and love, people.
Doing the best I can with what I have
kind of sad, but not so bad with cheese. cheese not provided.
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Thats love, right there.
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I think I’m officially their granny mascot.
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Lovely
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It was! I needed something lovely at that moment.
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That is lovely x
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Such a simple gesture—and it made my day.
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I know and that is what makes something like this so very nice. xxxxx
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I love this. 🥰
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Thank you! It was such a sweet gesture.
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Nawwww ❤
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💗
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No wonder
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And to think the only thing that ever comes with my sandwich is an extra pickle. If I’m lucky…
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I like extra pickles!
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🥰🥰
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