Jane: Cinder, Flora, how do you guys feel about bean sprouts these days?
Flora: I love them, they’re so juicy and crunchy.
Cinder: Um, not so much.
Jane: OK, I’ll serve them on the side then.
And she fights the urge to extrapolate and to hammer the point home with a sledge hammer, because sometimes, it really is THIS easy. Honest.
Photo: That’s Flora’s “by request” birthday supper. Steak Tartar. Because a photo of bean sprouts would be really boring.
More like this:
“Jane, baby, what’s with this dial-in post?”
“I’ve been crazy busy making money, beloved. But wait until next week. Just wait until next week… We’re going to break the Interwebs again, lovelies.”
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