Okay, so here I stand. At a wedding. Which is super nice. The drinks are great. And the music is awesome. But there's just one tiny little problem. My ex just showed up. Yep, you read that right. Their significant other. And they look happy/amazing/fabulous. I mean, I'm not trying to get jealous, but it's definitely a weird/strange/bizarre feeling.

This chef knows how to whipping up meals that are pure heaven. Their skills in the restaurant are next level. They can transform ordinary foods into dishes that are mind-blowing. It's like watching science unfold before your very gaze. One look at their knife skills and you know they're a professional cook. Their plating is a work of art in itse