Ok, so I go out into my garden about 7pm.  I’m finally going to cook some of my swiss chard and use it for a meal, sauteing it in olive oil.  And as I walked around the side of the house to my garden, I suddenly remembered how Sherry would always repeat the words when I would say the vegetable, and she would say it with great affect, as in “Swiss Chaaaad” (like Bostonians say “Harvaaad Yaaad”. 

I thought maybe one of you had heard her say it that way, too.  Although how many of us had occasion to discuss swiss chard with her?? 

And when I cooked it, she actually liked it.   She liked pretty much anything I cooked for her.

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