this duck was hanging out near the kitchen door of the french restaurant we went to for dinner. quietly quacking and drinking from a little puddle. brave little guy.
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I assume that there will be no more Christmas ducks roasted with red wine, honey and oranges and served with a pomegranate sauce. Or was that the Christmas that found you and Doug Mann under the table in search of the animals that had made the paw prints in the saltillos? Thanks for the day and for all of the days! Mil besos!