THIS AFTERNOON I TREATED MYSELF TO THE WENCHEST, MOST RIDICULOUS MUNCH I COULD CONCEIVE/ BE BOTHERED TO MAKE.
IT STARTS WITH A RATHER TRAGIC LOOKING SUPER-NOODLES ON A SLICE OF BREAD BUT ENDS UP GLORIOUS, WITNESS THE PROCESS FROM START TO END.
AN APPROPRIATE TUNE FOR THE OCCASION... NAP TIME.
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