The room in the house in my possession for which the preparation of food is reserved boasts a workbench-like structure adjoining to the partition between the aforementioned room and that adjacent to it.
He who asks is a fool for five minutes, but he who does not ask remains a fool forever.
Love is friendship that has caught fire. It is quiet understanding, mutual confidence, sharing and forgiving. It is loyalty through good and bad times. It settles for less than perfection and makes allowances for human weaknesses. — Ann Landers