like most regular sunday's we did some paper reading in the sunshine - i swear HJ foley park was made for sunday papers, we did some giggling, we did some lazing. i think boyfy may have even done some washing. bless him.
there were a couple of things that weren't so regular about our Sunday though:
1. we had a blind tasting at our house. and not just any blind tasting. it was a mono-e-mono event between two feverish competitors. in the red corner, we had dr. pepper! and in the blue, cherry coke!
(in case you're wondering - our local IGA sells pretty much every single softie flavour ever invented. yes kim and ali, if you're reading this, even that increds strawberry fanta we had in greece. we love it.)
in essence, the challenge involved me assisting the boyf in tasting each can whilst he had his eyes closed. and, being the self-appointed dr. pepper connoisseur that he is, had to tell me which was the real dr. pepper and which was the cherry coke.
In summary, he thought cherry coke was dr. pepper!!! i don't know what that now means for humanity, but someone needs to practice drinking dr pepper. (i'm looking at you, bond). i personally liked the cherry coke better anyway, heaps sweeter and tangy-er.
2. sometimes we like to do really silly things and buy $10 creme fraiche. it came all the way from france. i love love love france but even i found it hard to justify spending $10 on french sour cream. oh well, best i take a photo of it.
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