One of my friends doesn't cook, but that doesn't stop him from inviting me. We have dinner together every 3-4 weeks, once at my place, once at his.
And I gotta say he's inventive. He does a nice cheese plate, or something simple to cook. The point is not the food, and we always have a nice chat.
But now he met somebody who cooks. So tonight he was heating up a delish moussaka according to instructions.
And for dessert a sweet baklava. Yeah, I am now convinced my friends like me just as I am.
Thursday, January 19, 2012
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he he, can't believe he let you put a note addressing him as 'koukle mou' on your blog! but maybe its not actually as cutesy as it sounds in English.
and since my comment from yesterday didn't appear, I'll assume it got lost in the internet ether and just reiterate that of course you are more than OK as you are!
It sounds like Greek to me!
And I have never stopped a comment from being posted. Even if it's opposing my opinion (which is most of the time!), so maybe you missed typing the password correctly?
But thanks for letting me know I'm ok as I am. Certainly beats "who are you kidding?".
Oh yeah - I'm sure it was my fault, not blaming you at all.
yes, screw diets I say! (and anyone who'd say 'who are you kidding' to that!
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