Rowena

My Fair Lady Meet's Hell Kitchen: Look at him, a prisoner of the kitchen, Condemned by every syllable of his fiction. By right he should be taken out and hung, For the cold-blooded murder of the English tongue. Zach: Bok Chewy Bok Chewy! Heavens, what a noise! This is what the Kitchen population, Calls an elementary education Come, sir, I think you picked a poor example. Did I? Hear them down in Soho square, Dropping "h's" everywhere. Speaking English anyway they like. You sir, did you g...