I'm a guy at home and I'm making dinner for my girl. Now and then, she's making dinner for me. Sometimes we even eat out. No matter what, everyone's just cooking for Margy...
For the record, it's pronounced MAR-ghee, not MAR-jee.
Both Margy and I have entered the lots-of-plans zone, so there'll be no time to cook for a few days. Luckily she spent all those hours baking quiche a few weeks ago.
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