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| You know Ed, you don't HAVE to cook dinner tonight. We could go out for burgers or something. Remember what happened last time? | |
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| No, I have to practice if I'm going to become a professional chef. Tonight I'm making sardine loaf with apricot sauce. I got the recipe from the Food Channel. | |
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| Wow, am I dead? Was it the sardine loaf that killed me? | |
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| No. It was the after-dinner drinks. Your brother mistook anti-freeze for the absinthe. Don't worry. You didn't suffer. In fact, you drank three glasses. | |
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