The Last Time My Grandma Invited Me for Dinner Was Like 19 72

I don't have any grandparents. My ma, i guess she cooks, but the last time she ever invited me for dinner was like 19 72. So they'll cook for me. And given my fragile emotional state, it makes perfect sense that i'v dragoon tomasso mam into making me an ice lunch. Is that heart warming, or like, creamy and sad? Hey, hey, it smells good in here. Let's go up and in wine. In the meantime, all right, milk juice. Hin need any help dropping parsleys? Perfect for lunch. We got the shrimp and sardines from earlier at the market, but this wis grapon. It