Hmm. No? [ Does cooking rice make one a chef... ] She used to be a researcher and professor at the university.
[ If he can tell by the way papers are strewn around the living room in stacks bound together by binder clips, stray pens laying around here and there all in red ink. The unit itself is very sparsely decorated, a single family picture above the faux fireplace that depicts the smiling face of a four-year-old Ryoji alongside his mother and father, unlit incense underneath, but nothing else by means of a homely touch. ]
They say every mother's cooking is as good as a chef's though— that's the magic of a home cooked meal.
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[ If he can tell by the way papers are strewn around the living room in stacks bound together by binder clips, stray pens laying around here and there all in red ink. The unit itself is very sparsely decorated, a single family picture above the faux fireplace that depicts the smiling face of a four-year-old Ryoji alongside his mother and father, unlit incense underneath, but nothing else by means of a homely touch. ]
They say every mother's cooking is as good as a chef's though— that's the magic of a home cooked meal.