The Papa-bear sandwich

Unlike in Goldilocks’ world, is smaller.

Sourdough, cold cuts with home pickled jalapeños, leftover steak onions and fresh mozzarella.

Dry warm air on the wind, quite the contrast to our quiet gray yesterday. Deedles is heading into Portland for a brodeo of his own, with his two besties going to the new Minion Movie. (I invited myself and that didn’t go very far…). Instead I’ll head straight upta camp for a couple days before work in Round Pond via motorcycle.

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