tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19028456.post116118064838905721..comments2023-10-02T16:20:05.107+02:00Comments on People become stories and stories become understanding: Memories of Home, Part IDi Mackeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00273089782589416134noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19028456.post-1161187631427797502006-10-18T18:07:00.000+02:002006-10-18T18:07:00.000+02:00Ew yuck ... I don't like Nutella ... Gert's daught...Ew yuck ... I don't like Nutella ... <BR/><BR/>Gert's daughter has her own personal jar of the stuff, a big jar. <BR/><BR/>You Belgians and your chocolate with bread ;) marzipan too.Di Mackeyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00273089782589416134noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19028456.post-1161182781149056902006-10-18T16:46:00.000+02:002006-10-18T16:46:00.000+02:00Ohh sounds delicous. White bread, my favourite. Sp...Ohh sounds delicous. White bread, my favourite. Specially with a good thick layer of chocolate paste. I prefer Nutella. But anyhow, before you think I was hired by Nutella to do some online form of advertising, which I'm not, I swear. So, hmmm, yea,... I'll come back when I have a good reply.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com