Dear diary, They made us stand.
As he lay there, head throbbing and eyes blinded by the sun, all he could do was think about the could-a, would-a, should-a’s.
Becoming a chef and owning his own bistro was something Alfredo had always dreamt of. What he lacked in experience he more than made up for in passion. He knew he would have to wing it, and if there were bad reviews he’d just bat them away. Specialising in Italian food, Alfredo’s soon became THE […]
They both heard the buzzer. He thought it was her turn. She, in turn, thought it was his.