What Happens When Entrepreneur Chick Cooks

It was supposed to be a nice dinner. A way to say, "Gosh- I appreciate you and everything you've done for me this past year," and then... horror.

The limo service and owner of the company is a very good friend of ours. I wanted to invite him over to say: "Merry Christmas!".

The potato's were on. And then I ran, terrified, to Tony- "Fire! Fire!"

"What?"
"Fire!"


The guys had to go out and buy side dishes from Boston Market.

Oh. Like the chicken isn't still good?

I tried.

Everyone knows Entrepreneur Chick tried.