I remember being a child, 7 maybe. We lived in Okinawa for a few years and were at a Japanese restaurant in Naha, the capitol. Everyone was laughing at me while I was eating dinner. Why was that so funny you ask? I was really eating frog legs and I thought it was fried chicken strips. I was the butt of the joke that evening. So then I vowed to never have frog legs ever again, even though they tasted just like chicken!
Thursday, October 16, 2008
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Love that chef!! Herdy derdy!!
Looking forward to some yummy recipes!
oh my that isn't funny, i would not be a happy camper! I love the sweedish chef though!
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