You
know how Jackson Pollock and all those other abstract expressionist
painters seem merely to randomly fling paint against a blank canvas and
call it art?
Well, that's sort of how I cook. After I've put
together an entire meal, the entire kitchen manages to be affected,
every surface splattered with olive oil, small piles of salt, tomato
pulp, and the empty shells of garlic bulbs.
If this is...um...not what you aspire to...
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