
"I fed my sourdough this morning."
"What? What sourdough? Who's got sourdough? I want some!"
"Liza got it for me."
"Oh! That reminds me, Liza, can I get some more kefir grains?"
"And, Liza, I need more kombucha SCOBY, I killed mine...again!"
"Murderer. No SCOBY for you!"
Yeah, that's more or less a word-for-word transcription of a conversation among some colleagues of mine yester...
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