One time in the '80s we had a very small powder room. Our plan was to wallpaper it, ceiling and all (the rage back then). We always wallpapered together, but the room was too small to fit both of us, so we flipped a coin. One would wallpaper, the other would cook liver & onions. I got the wallpaper, and darned if my husband didn't pull out the Joy of Cooking and proceed to make perfect liver and onions. He went on to fried chicken and homemade doughnuts, French fries, and finally omelets. Then we ran out of rooms.
My friend told her fiancé, "If you can read, you can cook." Darned if he didn't.
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