He still loved me.

We ended up with burgers.

He refused to eat them.

We all ate cereal for breakfast.

They had to drink the milk from the jars.

I didn’t get an A in cooking class.

Like I said, I didn’t get an A in cooking class.

One time, I tried to make a pie crust when we were living in the projects.

I had so many flops when I was cooking.

I made stuffed cabbage. None of us died.

Not too impressive.

So that was my last cake.

My pea soup recipe turned out to be a ham-bone stuck in green mud.