A: Voila, dinner tonight is chicken vol-au-vents with Parmesan couscous and fresh broccoli from the garden.
J: Errr..why do these them thar biscuits have holes in them?
A: They’re not biscuits, you Southern Redneck. They’re puffed pastries with le fowl francais in them.
J: Errr…where’s the gravy go?
Why I’m never cooking a gourmet meal for my uncouth husband again
November 7, 2005 By