When I told everyone I was going to Australia, I received countless emails and Facebook messages telling me to be careful when I travel to Australia and to watch out for all of the things that can kill me—jellyfish, sharks, spiders, snakes, etc. In fact, when I stepped off the plane in Sydney, the first thing greeting me in the terminal was this huge display that stretched the entire walk from the gate to customs of everything in the water in Australia that could kill you. It’s ironic then, that what’s really going to kill me in Australia is my own cooking. I was pretty lucky growing up, in that both my parents are fairly good cooks, so I never really had any need or interest in learning how to cook. I do make a mean
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