9:37pm
23rd January 2012
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Monday, 8:30pm. L’Appartment, New York City. Homemade french onion soup.
My throat hurts a little…I think I’m coming down with something because I’ve been feeling like crap all day. I may (or may not have) whined about that to Chef at some point. But despite my complaining, I came home to the best smell this evening: Chef had made french onion soup with a touch of scotch for dinner. Definitely the most awesome thing to go home to.
And yeah, I feel a little better now thanks to Chef.