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Monsur Fromage du Pollet
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In my case I cook to express myself. I can't sing, dance, or draw. Any
fool can open a box from the freezer and nuke it. So it isn't to
survive. As is quite apparent I express myself poorly and can't spell
worth a damn.
Cooking is kinda my imagination's way of escaping without any social
disproval or getting arrested. It's a socially excepted release for my
pent up feelings, I guess. All I need to cook is ingredients (like
somebody's paints), a little discipline (no don't add icream to that
salad) and a rough idea of want I want to create (no fool you can't
make a blueberry and steak buckle).
What's your reason to cook?
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It's not a question of where he grips it!
It's a simple question of weight ratios!
A five ounce bird could not carry a one pound coconut.
Are you suggesting coconuts migrate?
fool can open a box from the freezer and nuke it. So it isn't to
survive. As is quite apparent I express myself poorly and can't spell
worth a damn.
Cooking is kinda my imagination's way of escaping without any social
disproval or getting arrested. It's a socially excepted release for my
pent up feelings, I guess. All I need to cook is ingredients (like
somebody's paints), a little discipline (no don't add icream to that
salad) and a rough idea of want I want to create (no fool you can't
make a blueberry and steak buckle).
What's your reason to cook?
--
It's not a question of where he grips it!
It's a simple question of weight ratios!
A five ounce bird could not carry a one pound coconut.
Are you suggesting coconuts migrate?