25th
March
2014
When I wonder
Every once in a while, I have to stop and wonder. Why? Not “why do I wonder”, just to be clear.
When I see those presentations on the news, offering to let me taste special tidbits by renowned chefs, why do I wonder if the stuff tastes OK? I mean, although I sometimes manage to make stuff I don’t like (in retrospect), a chef would never do that. Right? Things involving smoked sturgeon and oddball pickles on a bizarre biscuit; how could I go wrong?
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