I awoke Sunday morning when my hips, tired of sleeping in a sleeping bag on the hard floor, began aching. Plus, we were starting to hear voices downstairs.
After cleaning up a little and changing, we made our way down, welcomed by freshly brewed coffee and, within minutes, homemade whole wheat coffee cake. Everyone joked that if you wanted healthy breakfast foods, you couldn't do better than have a doctor for a hostess.
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