If you were constantly discovering new foods, how would you describe them?
Ariel told us last night that her oven roasted turkey tasted like apples.
The burritos we had for lunch - stuffed with leftover ham hock and black bean soup, cooked down to a thick, savory sauce - smelled like flowers.
Tonight's French toast tasted like ice cream.
I can't wait to see what she comes up with next!
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