A friend of mine is like this. Sends me a picture of a decent looking steak, alone on a plate, captioned “Dinner looking good!”
Hug them sometimes.
DAE get really hungry, but at the same time you just don’t want to eat? Not that you don’t want to eat what you have, you just don’t want to eat anything despite your stomach growling and hurting because it’s been almost a full day without anything to eat?
Many a day ends with sliced cheese at 11pm.
It may be salt is missing. I’ve also put it in a sandwich with either spicy mustard or hummus
Every time I put cheese on a food, I know a bald eagle crows proudly somewhere.
My country has a lot to be ashamed of, but we damn well will put cheese in a dish in an unexpected/unreasonable/unnecessary way, and it will somehow still taste good.
Can’t tell if US, Japan, or Korean.
Or Italy. Though, to be fair, parmigiano dies improve most things.
Bald eagles chirp. (Skip to 40 seconds, it makes no sound until then)
Got me
“Can’t” be hard, or “can” be hard? Seems like the second option is more natural for that sentence.
Yesterday for dinner, I microwaved some red Leicester cheese on a plate, and then I scooped it onto a tortilla. I feel this image
