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Look what I have to put up with. My wife constantly apologizes for “throwing something quickly together” from whatever is available.

But it often looks like this:

Leftovers worth of a 5-star restaurant

And it tastes at least as good. Worthy for a king.

And I have to eat like this many times a week. Don’t you all feel sorry for me? Or do you wish YOU had some of my wife’s leftovers?