“When housewives want to blow through cleaning the kitchen and two bathrooms, what is needed is some Dwight Yoakam, or Fleetwood Mac, or Asleep at the Wheel, turned up to eleven, and not, say, some 17th century music for five recorders, including two of the big ones” (Confessions of a Food Catholic, p. 98).
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