babies of the world.

If I hadn’t met g and got myself knocked up, I’d be in Turkey right now, with this guy, making so many beautiful babies, of so many international flavors, smoky, sweet, spicy, bitter, fruity, woodsy, nutty. So many tasty babies of so many varieties.

We’ll have to settle for his occasional post and lovely photos. And I’ll have to settle for fetal position weeping.

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