~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes. 93. Chicken “Hmm... how about a chicken dish?’’ Kay suggested. She looked up from the table in the kitchen at which she sat. “I have a craving for chicken alfredo.’’ She grinned and marked her spot in the book she was reading with a finger. “Of course I will help but I know enough by now that you’ll want to do as much of it on your own.’’
Emmalyn had arrived at Kay’s house a wonderful little chef and was now blossoming into a master chef. Kay got to experience and literally taste the improvement with each dish. It was indeed exciting. |