Those Eggs Were Not Fresh!
The shirtless and unnecessary trimmed cook is back, and this time he is doing stuffed churros with more sexual innuendos than your sister’s collection of romance novels – because chocolate covered bananas was done by some boring ass and fully clothed chick to cater the straight male section of the market with barely half the views of this one. That’s the fact of life. Anyways, if the first thing you see here are those damn eggs, then welcome to my world. Maybe my libido had a hangover today so please excuse the sluggishness. It will pick up tomorrow, one would hope.
Also, the same piece making pasta. The flour on his chest is a nice touch.