Since Anne Marie left for college when I was six years old, I've been fantasizing about what I'd be able to do when I got to college. I dreamed of eating ice cream for dinner, having Wonder Bread in the pantry, and even buying a microwave (!).
Now that I've moved into my first apartment, my take on good food is a little different. Though most students my age eat one or two meals out every day, I find that I'd rather go home at the end of the day and relax in the comfort of my own kitchen.
Though my sister is the expert in the field of all arts domestic, I'm learning what it means to be "cooking for one" - myself. Luckily, with Anne Marie in on the scheme, we're both in for some delicious meals ahead.
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