Miraculous mother of mercy! My husband is cooking rice and I can smell the scent of aromatic cooked Jasmine rice right now. He is not a rice eater, I am. I can't live a day without it. My husband is an American and he lives with potatoes but then he is out of potatoes and he's too lazy to drive to the nearest grocery store so he cooked rice. It's a miracle he will eat rice tonight, really.
He would only have rice if he is dining out -- at work, dinner with family or somewhere far from home. But if he is at home, you wouldn't find him eating rice especially if it's white rice. Tsk tsk tsk, I guess he has no choice tonight but eat some or until we can go grocery shopping again he will have his potatoes.
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