Roasted, runny-yolked cabbage.
Cabbage. Oh, cabbage. What can I say about it, really? It’s a boring food. A not-looking-forward-to-it food. A who-brought-that-girl-to-the-party? food. Am I right? “Absolutely,” you say.
Cabbage. Oh, cabbage. What can I say about it, really? It’s a boring food. A not-looking-forward-to-it food. A who-brought-that-girl-to-the-party? food. Am I right? “Absolutely,” you say.