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Good enough to eat thing.

In the new kitchen, people make oreo sandwiches stacked 9 middles high and it's disgusting but fairly decent entertainment. Some people stole at least half those Oreos while I had my back turned fetching milk and that's so wrong of people.

In the new kitchen, people can belly up to the bar for bowls full of salsa with ridiculous amounts of fresh cilantro. Some people can't rest knowing there's homemade salsa with cilantro about and others know they're only getting it that one time until the next time so better make the best of it.

In the new kitchen, people can hang around reciting Star Wars while the crock pot is loaded up with the Indonesian chicken thing from that skinny website. Some people go too far aggravating other people and get kicked out.

In the new kitchen, people's little friends pop in and out after Yoohoos and grapes. Some people tell their friends it's okay to eat snacks on the couch but it's not.

In the new kitchen, people have room to leave their juicer out all the time. Some people even leave it right next to the sink where it's in other people's way but people don't say so because they don't wanna make trouble.

In the new kitchen, people have space to create meals even when the sink is full. But don't tell some people I said so because they'll never do the dishes in a timely fashion again.

In the new kitchen, people enjoy dates but forget about the chocolate sponge cake. Some people buy too many treats because they juice of a morning and can get away with it even past their 41st birthday.

In the new kitchen, people gather like never before because we've room to grow and be again. Some people smile to themselves considering this and are grateful and sentimental at once.

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