My guy Scott dined with his friend Kate and her fiance Steve. No biggie. She's an old friend, she's taken. Nothing to worry about. I'm not jealous. It's cool. Till he adds, "She made this puttanesca sauce from scratch. It was really good. It had peppers and tomatoes and basil. It's a...
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