This was one of the many meat servers at the restaurant we ate at. I told my husband, I'm going to marry the cook. My husband rolled his eyes at me. When my husband tasted his flan, he said to me, "Can you get the dessert chef for a husband too".
The salad filled me up.... but I stuffed in the lamb and steaks. I wasn't going to let those super tender meats go to waste. Maybe in 2 days I will feel hungry.
It all sounds good to me and from what I can see the Chef was a cutie :)
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ReplyDeleteSo, we have Raul. We need Lars and Sven to do the massages. And of course, we have Leopold, the Belgian waffle maker...
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