by Jen G 
After a long and tiring week, I said, “Jon, what do you want? I will cook you anything in the entire world!”
“Spaghetti Bolognese,” he said. It’s always spaghetti bolognese.
I went to The Meat Hook to get the the good meat, the kind Jon jokes that they “hug to death” and I saw pints of pulled pork next to pints of BBQ sauce and in my periphery I spotted potato rolls. No brainer.
He…
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