Dinner was wonderful. There was a joint of beef, with roast potatoes, golden-crisp on the outside and soft and white inside, buttered greens I did not recognize, although I think now that they might have been nettles, toasted carrots all blackened and sweet (I did not think that I liked cooked carrots, so I nearly did not eat one but I was brave, and I tried it, and I liked it, and was disappointed in boiled carrots for the rest of my childhood.) For dessert there was the pie, stuffed with apples and with swollen raisins and crushed nuts, all topped with a thick yellow custard, creamier and richer than anything I had ever tasted at school or at home. The kitten slept on a cushion beside the fire, until the end of the meal, when it joined a fog-colored house cat four times its size in a meal of scraps of meat. Neil Gaiman
A fit, healthy body–that is the best fashion statement
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Jess C. Scott
My love is pizza shaped. Won’t you have a slice? It’s circular, so there’s enough to go around.

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Dora J. Arod
She asked if I loved another woman, so I answered honestly and said, “Dinner was great, but I could go for dessert.
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Unknown
My love is meatloaf flavored. I just wish my meatloaf was also meatloaf flavored.
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Dora J. Arod
Pull up a chair. Take a taste. Come join us. Life is so endlessly delicious.
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Ruth Reichl
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