My mom has a saying that I repeat often: Hunger is the best appetizer.
Know what is the second best appetizer? France.
Here’s what I like about Europeans: Europeans leave me the hell alone.
Before you get all up in my grill for not posting for an eternity, you must understand:
I’ve been dealing with some stress. I haven’t been cooking. I haven’t been sleeping. I’ve been working, and as we all know:
So , listen. This post won’t be about food, or about dating. It’s about you. Sort of.
So. Valentine’s Day just happened.