In an unusual move, it turns out that Jill Y is not perfect at everything she even thinks about thinking about. Cooking was never her forte so she decided to become brilliant at it and started gathering recipes. Because I’m thoughtful, considerate and totally scared of her, I never told her when the food was tougher than depleted uranium. One day she made salsa and one of my teeth fell out but it obviously wasn’t her fault. It was the recipe’s fault:
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Our place often resembles a building site since Jill Y took up cooking!
You are so devoted to Jill Y! I think that might be a big typo. I would think cement is not only a more difficult ingredient to get in the gourmet store but tougher to digest as well.