My parents can cook! When you come to our house--eating is an experience. Stomachs growl as they anticipate the late dinner time. Lights are dimmed and candles are lit. A mouth-watering aroma fills the air. Red wine is the preferred dining drink. Dinner music plays passively in the background. The company is unbeatable and conversation flows effortlessly.
Side note: With meals this delicious it's hard to complain about their lack of enthusiasm when it comes to switching to brown rice.
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