Saturday with Penne
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Need no dining at fanciful restaurants with their food portions so petite that will make my stomach feel like a bottomless pit which can never be filled.
Need no chef who wears the white robe, hiding in the kitchen whipping up the most brilliant looking dishes to impress the VIP so as to earn positive critics on that VIP's widely known food magazine.
I just need The Only One who cooks for no one else but me, using the main ingredient of love, an ingredient that's customized solely for me.
Kicking start the beautiful Saturday with this plate of penne with chicken chop, chopped button mushrooms & generous fat slices of bacon, whipped up by Redbull.
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