It was just one of those nights where the only acceptable meal was a perfectly tender steak and a very large glass of red wine.
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This is the true story of the culinary escapades of a real-life quichologist and my trusty sous-chef. Set in our Brooklyn kitchen and peppered along the way with edible exploits, experiments and masterpieces, I hope you enjoy the ride...
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