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A-game crackling

He doesn't cook.
He orders pizza, and eat take-out every night of the week, except of course, the nights he eats dinner at my place.

Surprised I was, to receive an invitation for dinner.

We'd discuss some weeks ago, his A-game dinner. Roast pork, 2 day preparation to ensure cracking crackling.

I arrive, later than I promise to a roast resting, a tray of vegetables sublimely cooked and back-up steamed beans because his anxiety prompted a back-up vegetable plan.

He even extended to hand prepared apple sauce.

It's this gesture, that makes me think, if nothing more, he likes me enough that we'll know each other for life.

Just like he admitted tonight - the most important people in his life are named Sarah.

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