Dinner last night comprised coffee, whisky and cookies, before, during, and after a cigar. TWO kinds of cookies! One with nuts.
Calm yourself, please do not panic.
The cigar was gluten-free.
On the other hand, nothing was fair trade, green, organic, or supportive of any good causes. And the plight of the buggery rainforest or native people did not enter into it.
Oh well.
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