As many of you know, I'm not a huge fan of meat. But on Orange Chicken night I scarf it down.
Subconsciously I eat a lot faster on Orange Chicken night. Derrick eats so fast that I'm afraid I won't get as much as I want. He calls it the "multiple sibling syndrome", or something like that.
But there was enough chicken and our tummies were very pleased.
Probably not a great idea to get in the habit of referring to yourselves as siblings . . .
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