Oh Maid-Rite how I love you, let me count the ways....well truthfully there is only one and that ends with you in my belly. My visits to Iowa are shorter and farther apart these days but regardless of how long I am in town or who I have to see I always make a point of insisting that you have me over for dinner at least once.
I've tried to copy you with my own loose meat creation at home,but while I am quite the cook my attempts are akin to trying to color the Mona Lisa inside the lines. There is no substitute for the real thing and I must stop writing now as my saliva is starting to drip on the keyboard.
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