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Sylvia’s expectation of a large tip had been based on her exacting attention to detail.
He’d been warned that the Venusian Death Spider appetizer was served rare.
Sorry the veg took a while to grow.
Sally just had to learn to cook faster — so many first dates ended badly when she entertained at home ….
Anna’s latest blind date was a real dead head.
I’m sorry for the delay, sir, but I had a great idea for chapter 27, and I just had to write it down.
Honey? I’m sorry I took so long, but the stasis fridge was acting a little wierd…
graveyard shift
I guess the buffet tables are too long here.
Could you do one with a male cook? That’d be swell.
Shashikala’s cooking speed was often the bone of contention at dinnertime.
“It is a very dry wine, yes, sir…”
This will put some meat on your bones, sir. Sir?
Glad to see you saved room for dessert.
“But honey, you said you wanted me to try out some slow-cooker recipes…”
See, honey, I told your mother I’d learn to cook someday… Honey?
John was starting to regret Allison’s recent purchase of a slow cooker.
So, I was going to fix soup, but then I was afraid it would just go right through you.
Anna was disappointed that Mr. Jones yielded such a small serving.
“Sorry… I’m on a diet.”
“Well, I see that the Atkins Diet is really helping you these days!”
“That’s it!
No more blonde tour groups on the Pirates of the Caribean ride without a guide!”
Little did Lois know that her date was not just boring.
In a seedy little hideaway in the east end …
I’m tired of being the other woman! When? When did you say your divorce will be final?