Most commonly recognized as kitchen vernacular to nix a part of an order, 86 is also the number of days before the hopscotcher (yours truly) finds herself back for an abbreviated round 2…with Brady this time.
Discussion remains regarding whether or not he will sous-chef for me in one or more cooking classes, but the fact is, there’s no way I’ll make it through this trip without one. Or two. Or ten. Or 86.