What’s good on a hot day when you’ve hunkered down inside with the blinds drawn and the lights off? Leftover kung pao beef eaten right from the carton, and cold black tea from the fridge.
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What’s good on a hot day when you’ve hunkered down inside with the blinds drawn and the lights off? Leftover kung pao beef eaten right from the carton, and cold black tea from the fridge.