The saddest meal of the year is always the one you eat right after visiting family for the holidays. Mine is usually more of a free-range fridge scrounge than an actual meal, and I always have a lot of questions: Is that leftover curry too old to eat, or am I just a coward? Who ate all my cheese? Why didn’t I stuff my…
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