You'd Think That After Fifteen Years...
Maybe it was the wine talking, but RUABelle and I had fairly serious discussion over dinner about marriage, babies, fertility, adoption, careers, etc.
We finally decided to split the vanilla creme brulee.
Hey, it's a start!
-- Chris Chamberlain
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posted by ceeelcee at 1:12 PM
5 Comments:
I share my creme brulee with no one. But, then again, perhaps this was a metaphor and I am just really craving creme brulee.
Have you ever known me to speak in metaphors? That would be like, I don't know, like me comparing something to something else that it isn't really.
I just love any food that requires me to keep a blowtorch in the kitchen.
Creme Brulee.
I won't even split a piece of beef jerky.
You romantic, you.
How in the world did you end up with an odd number of servings of creme brulee?!
"Starts" can be wondrous things.
And creme brulee is pretty GD good too.
Me? I too would start with the creme brulee. Then probably seek seconds. Then feign sleep when the conversation returned to serious.
But I'm a little jaded just now.
Best,
Ryan
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