Cooking With Julie

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Prompts = Rescue, Peach, Leap

‘I’m Julie and this is Cooking With Julie on Savanah, Georgia Public Access TV. Call me with your cooking quandaries. Hello, who’s on the line?’

‘Hi Julie. I’m trying to rescue a peach cobbler. I put it in at 350F but I didn’t hear the timer go off, so it’s been maybe two hours? I don’t know what to do.’

‘Ok, sugar bun, I’m going to take a leap and say your best bet is to turn off the oven, throw the poor thing away, then head to the Piggly Wiggly and buy yourself some ice cream.’

‘Ok, thanks Julie.’

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Dinner

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Prompts = Proud, Sup, Rescue

My children. Soft-hearted, bleating, pathetic creatures. Gods I despise them. How can I be proud of this lot?

They insist we “sup” and “dine”. Apparently the simple act of eating isn’t enough for them.

My eyes may be rheumy but they still inspire fear when they linger on any of the squishy sods. Watch how Steven squirms under it, how the veneer of confidence washes away so easily.

The rest watch, partly in horror and partly in humour; none dare rescue him, hoping to avoid being next.

As they jockey for my millions, I laugh; it’s going to charity.