"An orange on the table, your dress on the rug, and you in my bed, sweet present of the present, cool of night, warmth of my life."

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When I was about nine years old, I announced to my mother that I was going to cook Thanksgiving dinner. And I went to the library and got this whole pile of books. I'd love to say it all turned out great. It didn't. But, sort of, from that point on, whenever there was serious cooking at home, I was the one who did it.

— Nathan Myhrvold