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	<description>Farmstead Cheese &#38; School of the Domestic Arts</description>
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		<title>Comment on Serviceberry Flower Infusion by Mardelle</title>
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		<dc:creator>Mardelle</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 07 May 2012 22:48:16 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I think that the bitters with champagne?

And the simple syrup in a Manhattan cocktail?  

:)

Mardelle, friend of Donna&#039;s</description>
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<p>And the simple syrup in a Manhattan cocktail?  </p>
<p>:)</p>
<p>Mardelle, friend of Donna&#8217;s</p>
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		<title>Comment on Quillisascut Love Story by Kevin Finch</title>
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		<dc:creator>Kevin Finch</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 04 Apr 2012 14:27:41 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Every time I come up, it is a gift. Driving up the driveway feels much like I feel when I arrive at my parents home in on Flathead in Montana. It is safe and there will be a welcoming smile in just a moment.

Yet for me the love at Quillisascut is most clear around your BIG table when each person who helped make the meal shares what they did.  The table to me feels like the heart of Quillisascut and your presence, Lora Lea and Rick, at the table turns something wonderful in itself into something even more: true hospitality.  You share what you have been given freely and take delight in those in each of the other seats.  You make real space for them... for us. Thank you.</description>
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<p>Yet for me the love at Quillisascut is most clear around your BIG table when each person who helped make the meal shares what they did.  The table to me feels like the heart of Quillisascut and your presence, Lora Lea and Rick, at the table turns something wonderful in itself into something even more: true hospitality.  You share what you have been given freely and take delight in those in each of the other seats.  You make real space for them&#8230; for us. Thank you.</p>
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