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Blue Apron

by @RobertaFrosty

Hey there, Blue Apron, We need to talk. Come into my office. Have a seat, big shot. No no no, this time it isn’t About all the pots. Although those are an issue. For sure. There’s just a lot. Today I’d like to chat with you About your clock. Do you own one? Have you seen one? You’ve heard a “tick tock?” That’s confusing because you say here The Glazed Chicken with Apricot Should take 25 minutes. But I can assure you, it does not. I spent half an hour Just giving the shallots a chop. Not to mention mincing ginger And making the chicken stock. Maybe if I had a team of sous chefs Or ran a kitchen sweatshop, I’d get this shit done, In 25 minutes tops. So, while it pains me, Blue Apron, I’ve given it some thought, And I have to let you go. This really needs to stop. Because I simply have no more patience, For this Glazed Chicken with Apricot.
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Written by
RobertaFrosty
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Published
Apr 16, 2018
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2m
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#funny#humor#food#diet#eating#cooking
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