Fuck, it really was New Year's not…two months ago? This February feels like end of March. My shit calendar keeping aside, I'd love some. Or the recipe. I should probably start learning to cook more things for myself.
Yeah, it was, although I don't think Andy-san asked for it because of New Year's Day. It was on a mission and cooking just happened to come up. I said I'd give it a try for her. I can give you a recipe. I can show you how to make it, too, if you want a hand's on approach.
I hear ya. I miss my restaurant. Never thought I'd say that.
Don’t sell yourself short; that translates to experience. I work part-time at the Dollar Dog back home. Mr. Albie, he was the owner, no formal training. But my friends and me would haul ass to the Upper West Side to eat there after school. Aside from the corn dogs, his burgers are to die for and you have not had a bacon-egg-and-cheese until you’ve had Mr. Albie’s.
[Zhao laughs at this story though it doesn't go into the message. It's cute. He actually gets this kind of praise often and doesn't really get it (or doesn't care one way or another) so he'll continue to downplay his cooking skills even though everyone always tells him he's the best. All that aside...]
Sounds like you really admire the guy. If I ever make it to New York I'll give it a look.
[ odds of them sharing a universe? minuscule to nonexistent. but she fully endorses supporting small businesses and especially mr. albie’s no matter what universe it is. ]
He’s just a good guy, really. Put up with us kids. Hires ex-cons. [ gwen herself being the ex-convict in question. ] World could use more Mr. Albies honestly.
[Yeah, he probably won't ever make it to New York much less that guy's place (in another universe or his own) but it can't hurt to remember it. Or say he will.]
Sounds like my kinda guy. Tough to do that sometimes, risky. Good to hear someone out there taking the chance for others.
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My shit calendar keeping aside, I'd love some. Or the recipe. I should probably start learning to cook more things for myself.
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I miss New York. I miss delivery.
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I can give you a recipe. I can show you how to make it, too, if you want a hand's on approach.
I hear ya. I miss my restaurant. Never thought I'd say that.
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Yeah, I'll take cooking lessons from an actual chef.
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[And use all the facilities. And all the local restuarants let him use their kitchens anytime he wants, too, because he's
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I work part-time at the Dollar Dog back home. Mr. Albie, he was the owner, no formal training. But my friends and me would haul ass to the Upper West Side to eat there after school. Aside from the corn dogs, his burgers are to die for and you have not had a bacon-egg-and-cheese until you’ve had Mr. Albie’s.
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Sounds like you really admire the guy. If I ever make it to New York I'll give it a look.
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[ odds of them sharing a universe? minuscule to nonexistent. but she fully endorses supporting small businesses and especially mr. albie’s no matter what universe it is. ]
He’s just a good guy, really. Put up with us kids. Hires ex-cons. [ gwen herself being the ex-convict in question. ] World could use more Mr. Albies honestly.
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[Yeah, he probably won't ever make it to New York much less that guy's place (in another universe or his own) but it can't hurt to remember it. Or say he will.]
Sounds like my kinda guy. Tough to do that sometimes, risky. Good to hear someone out there taking the chance for others.
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So. Yep. Next time you're in the kitchen, text me. I'll be there with bells on.