I believe in Santa, but I’ve never actually seen him.
I believe in the Tooth Fairy, and although we’ve never met, I love her work.
So why can’t I believe in The Invisible Chef, who can transform my everyday fare
into must-have, can’t-put-down surprises too scrumptious to ignore?
Maybe if I click my heels or twitch my nose, The Invisible Chef will appear.
Or maybe all I have to do is look in the mirror and . . . Believe.