Wednesday, June 2, 2010

Monday night dinner

ME: You were always a good cook, Mom. I always loved your Chicken Cacciatore.

BEA: Who taught you to cook?

ME: My mother.

BEA: Does she live close to you?

ME: No, she lives far, far, away. I really miss her. Who taught you to cook?

BEA: My mother. She taught me everything.............Oh no.,....Oh..
I can't remember if my mother is dead or not.

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