by Jen G Climbing past the second floor landing of my building, the smell of delicious food is torturous. Bacon. Zucchini. JalapeƱos. None for me though. The first room (and smell) that greets me when I enter my place is the bathroom.
Turns out that housemate Matt is a chef. A few days ago a bright orange menu was slipped under the door that read Lake Trout in sharpie marker. After an all day hot dog binge, aā¦
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