by Richard I cook dinner for the Jones compound just about every night. And, just about every night, the best I can expect after is — perhaps — a burp and a murmured, “That didn’t stink” from some obnoxious young dudes. Last night, though. . . Last night, they all couldn’t stop raving about what [...]Share on Facebook
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by Richard It’s an old cliché that the way to a dude’s heart is through his stomach. But what people don’t seem to understand is that runs both ways. No, not that the way to his stomach is through his heart. That would be silly. No, I’m saying that the way to a lady’s heart [...]Share on Facebook