Hullo, wotcha, and an ay-up to everyone. No, I don’t really know what they mean, but from ye olde English writings, I understand the words were hot stuff yonder in London. And it felt mot juste to start off this account that way. Mot juste, FYI, was one of the...
“I had tried the Chicken Caesar Salad the night before. And what I received was a bowlful of half baked chicken pieces tossed along with lettuce and tomatoes. Caesar would have cringed at the unfamiliar dish, but I had it anyway.”from - The Juice You Choose, read the full article...
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