When I come home, I step off the elevator, and most evenings, I immediately start sniffing because something smells good. If I'm really lucky, the smell just gets stronger the closer I get to our door. Then, I open the door, and usually I see a bunch of foil covered containers on the dining room table. I never know what I'm going to have for dinner, but I've not been disappointed yet.
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