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Today's Kitchen Shenanigans, that is.

Tonight's a restaurant work night, so roughly 45 minutes today was spent preparing dinner for the minions.

I thought it might be nice and lend a little flavor to the dish if I were to play music off my playlist whilst I worked. So, I put the thing on Shuffle and away I went...

Clocks - Coldplay
Wonderwall - Oasis
Another Brick in the Wall, Pt. 3 - Pink Floyd
Somebody That I Used To Know - Gotye
Carnival - Natalie Merchant
Cry to Me - Solomon Burke
Willow - Joan Armatrading
Fayth - Tori Amos

Someone could probably have quite a field day analyzing the symbolism of all those songs. Or maybe not. At any rate, I enjoyed Kitchen Shenanigans today.

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