Tuesday, November 21, 2006

fast food

The hardest part of the day is what to cook for dinner. Though I make a list of all the dishes that I know how to cook, I am, sometimes, coming up short. Today is one of those days. I open the fridge's door and look around, nothing, since I didn't go food shopping last weekend. No wonder why Kenneth told his teacher that mom "almost never cook dinner." Luckily, there's some chicken breasts from Sunday and 45 minutes later, voila, "miến gà" is served. And dinner only takes 30 minutes. That's fast food.

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