The guy has nothing to offer me.Zero. No security, no future, nothing but wit and good times. And converastion, no a tender heart.
He just gets me. And he makes everything fun, funnier.
Best meals ever;
Steak and cab shiz at oakdoor
If I had to pick the best meal EVER, then it's got to be a meal someone cooked for me. It might have been my very first solid food. My sadistic grandfather, a chef, made me eat lobster. Who serves a baby a bacteria carrying, ocean bottom feeder? What kind of sick experiment is that? But that is my fate. Since i can't remember that meal, I'm going to fast forward a few decades into present day.
Things just taste better when you're happy, in love, in lust, intrigued. Happy.
And the same is true when you are down. Things just taste dead, dull, less.
Chateau Bernanon, Ocean Club Bahamas. First taste of freedom at 16.It was so tender and it was my first taste of bernasis sauce.
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5am eggs with Josh at French Roast
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First gin and tonic with peter baker
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Kebabs with Kevin McCleod
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Yakitori with Dick
My relationships are ear marked with amazing meals, to me they are amazing meals.
Thursday, May 14, 2009
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