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Cooking with my 14 year old

My son and I have made a deal he stays in our house rent free so long as he helps with the evening meal side by side we talk, dice, slice potatoes, sport, TV carrots, music, advice I could delegate the whole thing feet up, cold beer be waited on like a king or let him play a video game cook on my own he wouldn’t complain but the food tastes better is more nourishing when we work together there’s more fun more warmth in the kitchen when I cook with my son
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mike-hopkins
Australian
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Nov 21, 2011
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©Mike Hopkins 2011

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