Part II of a III part essay. If you missed part I, you can read it here. Jack leaves us alone for lunch with 2 different 5-minute recipes informing us there’s a kitchen with a few hobs at the back of the room, and that Felix, Tonya and I will be cooking our own lunch ie two different dishes of pasta.
I’m desperately hoping this company doesn’t actually exist !
I never met this Felix person, so perhaps it’s unfair of me to say, but I do not like him.
Awh you did it again! My husband keeps asking me "What are you laughing about "
An outrageous story if it is true, Rosana. Hilarious, if it is fiction.
This catapults me back to my days in retail. I'm also hungry.