Twice baked cheese stuffed focaccia bread
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And like a phoenix from the flames, she rises! Well, that was a bit of a dramatic entry, but, hey, I do like the drama. I am back! I have three words for you; hand, foot, mouth. Disease. Well, that’s really four, but the first three are the dramatic ones. Don’t Google it! You already did, didn’t you? Well little Jacky B got it first. He didn’t get it as bad as you may think, from your Google images. My first key that he was sick was he just stopped eating solid food. The kid turned down puffs! I knew something was wrong. Then, just when Jack was starting to feel better, boom! Andy wakes up with a fever! Then (because I mean, at this point, why wouldn’t this happen) later that day, I got it! Being sick and still having to take care of little sickos (i.e. carry them up two flights of stairs, change diapers, cook for them, clean up after them, and bathe them) is seriously the worst! Thank God my mom came over and gave me a morning off so I could nap and shower and finally shake the fever and chills. Enough of the sick …
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