Candlelight flickers as dishes of baked beets, pickled beans, fried tomatoes and garlic greens are passed around. The diners sit at benches along a rough-cut wooden table. A girl brings crusts of fresh-baked onion-and-cheese bread, still steaming from the oven. Songs and laughter fill the air. The eating and revelry continue until the diners begin to fall asleep where they sit.
Am I describing: A) a scene from a fantasy novel, or B) my dinner tonight.
Bonus clue: two crazed dwarves attended the feast.
So I haven’t heard Oliver and Evie called dwarves before, but they can be pretty crazed when they’re hungry.
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Sounds like life at the Halbach household!
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Love this post!
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