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Originally Posted by GardenStateGirlie
He'd feed you until you could eat no more. Last night he made chicken and ribs but he did something different with the chicken and I said he used too much salt. My God was he offended. "That's alright ... see If I cook chicken for you..." He kills me  |
My ex's family is from Jersey and his grandfather used to own a restaurant in Lodi. They are Italian, his Dad makes the most amazing food ever which I have not had for 7 years. That is so sad for me! I can't imagine ever criticizing a thing they made.
I don't think I'd ever eat again. Also, when I was little I said "yuck" about something my mother made and my father laid into me. Had to be polite to the cook. I just had greasy chinese here, not so good. I love food and have had so many good things I will think on it and get back.
Oh yeah, and his Mom had a degree from a Danish cooking school, oh how I miss that food.
