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| Garnishes? Or cats? |
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| The grueling process of poaching eggs. LOL. No seriously, I HATE COOKING. |
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| Canadian Bacon! Viva la revolution! |
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| Yeah, the argyle bag is mine...ahem, his card reads "Father's Day Weekend Honoree" because it's literally, HIS WEEKEND. |
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| Eggs Benedict anyone? |
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| The Bloody Mary I made for my dad could have used a few more stuffed olives, no? |
Due to the fact that I am always working, I cooked breakfast for my dad on Sunday. Then I worked for what seemed like an eternity. I never want to work another holiday again. I had a ten top of people who asked me for...one...thing...at...a...time. I wanted to die. Also, I have never sold so much strawberry lemonade in all my life. "Can I have one to go?", she asks. I felt like just handing her the gallon and being like, here, enjoy. Why don't you mainline it?
Tonight should be better I hope. Please, don't come in.
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