It really was. Not a lot happened. I made macaroni and cheese from scratch, and while much tastier than any boxed variety, I could not get the sauce to thicken up right. It was tragic. Tears were shed, curses muttered under breath, and misery ran deep. But suddenly - it turned out okay.
Still, I feel my culinary manhood being challenged by this experience.
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A Day At Berkeley
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