A lovely supper.

Sourdough roll toasted with brie.  A little ham.  A cup of tea.  And an apple for dessert.

A warm supper on a cold night.

"I'm glad I was not born before tea."

Whenever I eat apples, I think of Jo March.

When I eat apples, I always think of Jo March.

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