Several times a month, I will be in a store aisle reaching for something and feel a hand going up the inside of my thigh. When I turn around to find myself alone with a woman, and ask her if she would prefer me to hold still so she can get a better feel for the situation, oftentimes she will act "shocked" claiming nothing had happened, it must be somebody else...
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No, no no.
Sweat miripoix, add tomatoes and olives, a little anchovy paste for depth, and then cook it down until most of the liquid is gone.
Squid's got you on this one. It's not a compote unless you add some sugar.
what you're describing would be better labeled as.....ketchup.
Further thinking makes me realize that most available ketchups have added sugar...
What the hell is this shit.
This "shit" is personal against ketchup problems i'm having thank you very much.