Cooking for Margy
She's gotta eat!
About Me
the cook
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.
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Thursday, June 22, 2006
Trusty Ragu
Ah, ragu. It went well with a spinach and pear salad. A little salty over here, a little sweet over there...
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