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So I asked Alan how to make these damn plantains. He told me he doesn't know, he doesn't like plantains. I asked him what the hell kind of Cuban was he?? He asked what the hell kind of southern girl I am if I don't like fried gizzards. It took a lot of willpower on my part to not hang up on him.
Seriously. Gizzards? *shudder*
I'm turning to his sister for help with the plantains. The Cuban food saga continues...
Seriously. Gizzards? *shudder*
I'm turning to his sister for help with the plantains. The Cuban food saga continues...