an equal opportunity eater.
Taking the neurosis out of food, one meal at a time.
Throwing down the gauntlet, I see. I'll be back.
Not me. You win.
Eros begets children, and, if you're lucky, children beget another kind of true love.
Love for pie? It springs eternal.
Nah--you were railing against sentimentality, and I was just reminding us of sentiment.
Just manipulative sentimentality. There's a big difference.
I'm confused. Was this a competition? It wasn't for me. Piglet "I wanted to be sure of you" . I love that. It's a simple expression of connection. I've had it and I've given it.
No competition implied--just a tug at our collective hearts