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.
Ah, the joys of leftover pasta with ragu. I should try spreading it on a wide cookie sheet so every last piece, every single zito, gets crunchy. That would be heaven, if not necessarily for the jaw.
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