Would you trust this young man to cook all the meat for your neighborhood party?
Grandson Nathaniel didn’t change his pose when I stalked him with the camera. 88 more words
“Where are we with the beignets?” A dark skinned young woman, sporting a blue-denim apron looked over towards the pastry section of her kitchen. “Chef, they’re on their way.” A slim Asian girl with pale skin and long dark hair, tied in a ponytail replied. 1,946 more words