To The Last Frontier

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Sniff sniff sniff... I can smell french toast. Perhaps that’s because I ordered them and they are on the table before me smothered in maple syrup waiting to be tucked into! Gail ordered pan fried potatoes with an egg muffin with cheese. I have to say, I preferred my choice, although I am sure Gail’s tasted good. We sat having breakfast at Bell 2 watching the snow still falling and sporadic... Read Full Entry

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