When you sit down to a meal of grilled chicken skewers and curried rice with roasted almonds, apricots and apples, it's only right that you should bow your head and thank God for a husband who can cook like that!
Aren't you jealous?
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5 comments:
Umm yes! The last thing my husband did to satisfy my need to eat was sprinkle grated cheese on our homemade pizza.
Yes. Can I have the recipe?
How did he learn to cook like that? Did he go to a culinary school? You're a lucky duck, Heather!
My husband has a difficult time boiling water, so I am very jealous!
What is all the fuss about? (Heehee!)
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