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I’m one of those people who will ask what’s for dinner while eating lunch. Don’t judge me, I love food.
If I share my food with you, it’s either because I love you a lot, or because it fell on the floor and I don’t want it.
I can usually come up with two good ideas for dinner. But seven nights a week? Come On!
Beer! It’s what’s for dinner.
My cooking is so fabulous, even the smoke alarm cheers me on.
I always cook with wine … sometimes, I even add it to the food.
I’m a second hand vegetarian. Cow eats grass, I eat cow.
What do you mean I can’t cook? Have you tasted my cereal?
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