Chef Gustavo Frozen Enchiladas Review
Sing the ballad of the missing rice.
Sing the ballad of the missing rice.
Comically small portions.
Well, I didn’t get a pony.
A mild inconvenience for vampires.
Stable and reliable, like a healthy human relationship.
I gobble-gobbled it up.
Don’t be mad.
Math is our friend.
I’m not a fish nerd.
Better looking after cooking.
Unpredictable and inconsistent, like life itself.
Either you like coconut in your chocolate, or you’re wrong.
Live long and prosper…in my freezer.
My purse resents these olives.
Nothing to feel “salty” about, except the serving size.