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4 p.m. Slump
Drunk cooking is the only real cooking
Continuing our slump series (thus far, there’s only one other part of this so-called “series”), I offer you My Drunk Kitchen. I would really like to party with this chick. She points out that the name of this dish just sounds dirty. I think that too! We could totally hang out.