
The other day, Mami, my wife, tells me, "I think I've got some some stamps for you, from a box of old letters I've been saving".

She gives me permission to go through them and take the envelopes, either to soak off the stamps, or to save them in their entirety. How wonderful is that?

In return, I bake her these chocolate-chip cookies!
(I tell a lie - someone else presented someone else with that gift. I've just stolen the idea.)
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