…it is raining so hard that you can hear it even with the windows closed, even with Sarah V. screaming on the stereo and your only job is to be sous-chef, crying over your shallots while your honey prepares duck for tomorrow’s dinner guests.
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Sounds romantic! But don't cry over your shallots – at least you have a honey! And duck. And pending dinner guests! And, don't forget, a sister back in America who loves you. : )