It’s 6:37PM on Tuesday. Will they all be gone? My heart is pounding. My stomach growling. My family waiting.
What I have discovered is that while I was going on first dates in the hopes of having a second date and maybe even finding a relationship, some women were dating for sport – the sport of getting a nice dinner paid for.
When you eat a whole meal but 30 minutes later you’re hungry again.
On the hierarchy of party foods, pizza reigns supreme. And, when Mom declared it a pizza night, you dropped everything to come to the table.
The other week, I was invited to a dinner hosted by a friend. Those attending included people I’ve admired for years.
Just finished breakfast, but these pictures are making me hungry.
I offer a little insight on how and why I price my lunches and dinners.