Love’s labour’s lost (somewhere in the kitchen)
Yes, the party yesterday was quite nice – thank you for asking. Lots of booze. Lots of good food, which is what happens if the guy who throws the party is a professional chef. Also lots of beautiful women but my lady doesn’t like me enjoying their company too much – which is cool: One love-of-my-life at a time will do for me.
One thing though: That lady in question got a bit too excited and invited all the party goers to come to our place, this Sunday. For dinner…
… and guess who will be doing all the cooking…?
Indeed, me. For seven guests (which doesn’t include my lady and me.)
Which means I’m a bit stressed for time, what with three other people coming over, this evening – yep, even more cooking duties for me. Not that I mind. I love cooking but it does mean I have not much time to do anything else.
So, this is it for today. I’m not even opening any online newspapers. It’s 17.30 now and I have to start chopping onions, peeling potatoes, marinading the meat (for today and tomorrow…)
To be continued.
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