“I bet there’s good stuff to eat there,” the voice on the phone says.
I sigh. “Yeah, a ton of restaurants.” Because it’s true. Just like I was amazed by the wide array of offerings available to me when I moved from Central Maine to Cleveland, it’d be hard to not notice how many more restaurants there are in Dallas-Fort Worth, » Read more
In my first marriage, I was always the one coming up with the ideas for where we were going for dinner. Which was curious because I didn’t really care.
But my ex-husband did. He was the kind of person that had a fairly broad range of things that he would eat in general, » Read more
I have somehow become the resident office food curmudgeon. If I ate every bit of pizza or birthday cake my co-workers try to push on me, it would be enough that even dieting and exercising diligently, I’d have a hard time losing weight. I *might* be able to manage a bit of loss even so, » Read more