Salon |
I hate cooking with my mom, but she can't make fried chicken to save her life, so that's what I make
Salon So far my sisters and I had resisted that urge, which didn't leave her much to be bored by or critical of, except when we cooked. Her barrage of suggestions, her horror at technique, her scold would have me doubting my very existence, which was ... |
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