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I’m sort of fat. D’ya know why?? I finally learned how to cook things that aren’t disgusting. I’m not eating experimental biscuit/rocks, burgers that my husband turned into hockey pucks on the grill, omelets that made me decide that they were actually scrambled eggs stuck on the skillet, fried chicken that was golden brown on the outside and raw inside then finished in the microwave until it was overdone on the outside but cooked. You get the idea. I’m not apologizing to anyone, either. I’m happy, my food is delicious and anyone who doesn’t like me can go eat somewhere else.

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