This week I decided to get my food handler's permit. Why, you ask? Am I suddenly desirous of working part time at Mickey D's? No, I want to be able to cook food for school to use in experiments and activities and be legal. I thought that I would leave class with a few great stories. All I saw was a girl with orange hair wearing pajama bottoms. The best part was the gross pictures we saw on a Diane Sawyer documentary. Needless to say, I passed the test! (It was an oral test where the whole class discussed each question.) Why I was worried I don't know!
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