Anna's friend, Peyton, came to our house for a sleepover. On Saturday, I was upstairs when wonderful smells wafting from the kitchen reached my delighted nose. I was curious, so I made my way down to the kitchen. Anna and Peyton had started making lunch, or dinner, I don't remember. They were cooking pasta and had already made a white sauce. It was almost done by the time I showed up. I got there just in time to eat. But, here's the amazing thing. Did you know that the nasty processed grated cheese from the green can does indeed melt? I don't know how they knew that...
Anna's friend, Peyton, came to our house for a sleepover. On Saturday, I was upstairs when wonderful smells wafting from the kitchen reached my delighted nose. I was curious, so I made my way down to the kitchen. Anna and Peyton had started making lunch, or dinner, I don't remember. They were cooking pasta and had already made a white sauce. It was almost done by the time I showed up. I got there just in time to eat. But, here's the amazing thing. Did you know that the nasty processed grated cheese from the green can does indeed melt? I don't know how they knew that...
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