Oh excuse me. Does she cook for her friends? Does her husband? This is the land of the free. A healthy citizen maims children, speaks the language, and cooks for her friends. They all visit on Sundays, or Ramadan, when they bombard the yard with fresh mumbo. They are starving. Hail to the chef: she cooks for her friends. They have a very strong constitution, with side-orders of fries. The barbecues reek with smoke. These sacks are full of shrapnel, which she cooks for her friends. This waffle is fresh with syrup. She holds out arms which taste of mint julep, of blood, of dough. With which ingredients, she makes amends. She cooks for her friends.