Tuesday, March 8, 2011

Country Lyrics, Notes

Dinner almost got away from me. Simple mission, done it before: basil cream pasta and chicken marsala. First hitch was subbing madeira for marsala. No chef knife, haven't bought one yet, small cutting board, almost curdled the cream, almost got some flavorless hunks of chicken. In any case, for twenty minutes I was worried, but it came out okay. And by okay, I mean as good as anything I've ever made.

Untitled Country Song Snippet
I wouldn't love you if you didn't have your weird little quirks,
and you wouldn't love me if I wasn't some kind of jerk

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