My cooking instructor always emphasized the importance of proper preparation.

He said you need to tenderize your meat thoroughly before you really pound it.

I've been dating a mathematician, and she's always trying to find the common denominator in our relationship.

But it's always reducing to a fraction of what it used to be.

My new riding instructor is very particular. She says the key to a good performance is a firm grip, finding your rhythm, and really working your hips into the saddle.

She had me going up and down for what felt like hours until I was completely exhausted, but when I finally finished, I felt utterly satisfied.

I told my new barista that I like it when she really gets in there and starts pounding and grinding, then finishes it off with a nice swirl of cream.

She just looked at me and said, 'Sir, this is a coffee shop. We just make lattes.'