Long day and not terribly hungry, so tore open a bag of smoked shrimp and pulled out the wonderful cocktail picks and made a go of it. I used to love these kinds of things (and cocktail umbrellas) when I was a kid - I'd open and close them obsessively, and take them home from the restaurant and play with them until the little paper accordions finally gave out or faded into a sad shade of neutral. They still make anything taste better.
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