It’s interesting on how one perspective changes as they get older and where they live. 25 years ago I would consider Friday the 13th an unlucky day when everything could go wrong. Being on the other side of the pond it’s just another day at the office.
The wife is still trying to feed our son broccoli most days. 80 percent of the time I will find the broccoli when washing the bento box. Today she added cheese on the broccoli, because he loves cheese. I will tell you next week if he ate the broccoli or not. She made cream sweet potatoes, which is really tasty. Will ask her for the recipe and post it for everyone.