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The Secret Ingredient Is … Love
I am a middle-aged man living in the American Midwest, and I am slowly starving to death. This should not be happening. I am not incapable of cooking. I once recorded sixteen consecutive hours of Iron Chef and won a Food Network Iron Chef Trivia challenge. I have a hat to prove it, which, by the way, will get you better treatment at a startup restaurant than "I'm Patty Spitler's cousin," it turns out. The point is, if you hand me a shopping cart, a propane torch, and an ingredient nobody should reasonably attempt to turn into ice cream, I have strong ideas.