RecipeMuncher

Last night, after dinner, after dishes, but before bedtime, we were all downstairs just hanging out.  Sponge Bob was bleating creepily on the TV.  Alex was half watching. Bill unzipped a guitar case and called Julia over. He started playing "Silver Springs" and singing quietly to her, nodding.  Julia started to chime in.  It's her favorite song lately.  She still has some lyrics to sort out, but I kind of like her version. "You could be my sil-the-s (...)