Dear, I'll have a surprise for you if you can bring me 2 pounds of rabbit meat.

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One more week and then I'm done forever with screaming French chefs, managing nineteen year olds, coddling those same new kids when they chop off a fingertip, aquiring debt, and spending hours redoing mise en place.

Now the question I have left, is what in the world am I going to do with it all?

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