For Andrea, who thinks it would be hot to see photographical evidence of Henry cooking couscous at midnight.
I was standing on a chair for this shot! Look at my 70s rainbow picture frame in the background! Henry was a teenager in the 70s! I was only alive for the last six months of the 70s!
I didn’t eat any of the couscous, but Henry, that little blumpkin, swears it was delightful, if only it weren’t so goddamn salty.