Why I didn't marry a chef
When I was 15 I wanted to be a hotelier, so when I turned 19 I dated a chef. Breakfast in bed, delicious homecooked meals every night, desserts to die for? Yes! But not good for your figure.
About 10 years later, after I had gambled my life in the hotel industry for years I found myself a nice sensible city worker who couldn't cook, but is very good at keeping me on the straight and narrow road of the 'five a day' diet.
Last night we had carrot soup. Someone get me a chef!
Sparkles by Sparkling at 12:52 pm
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I too tried the cabbage soup diet. It did start working but the "other side" of it was just not worth it. Lets just say the effects were not pretty and leave it at that.
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