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“That was wonderful. Where did you learn to cook curry like that?” Terri asked as she reached for Eric’s plate at the kitchen table.
“No, sit down,” he said, taking her plate. “You got the kids to bed—I’ll clean up. You enjoyed it?”
“It was so good,” she said. “So, you didn’t answer me. Where did you learn to cook like that?”
“I was stationed many years ago down in Panama, and the cook down there at one of the bars we went to could turn out these incredible curry dishes. The fragrance would have your mouth watering, but he couldn’t cook a burger if his life depended on it. Got him to show me, and it stuck with me.” Eric rinsed off the plates and stuffed them in the dishwasher.
Terri set the bowl of leftover chicken curry and fragrant rice on the counter. He took in what she was wea
