Seriously, I'm gay for food. My wife is the opposite.
When I was a kid, we were broke ass. I ate popcorn for dinner. We ate casseroles. In college we ate ramen and beer. My roommate from the Bronx called tomato sauce "gravy".
Now that I make a good fifty K, I eat like I make a hundred K. I love food. Finally I'm not poor. I love foie gras, toro (the good sushi), caviar, god, kiss. I am going broke because of my food addiction.
I used to live with a friend who loved food like me. We kissing cooked. We cooked squid, crab, damn it. I miss this more than I can explain.
My wife grew up in a family just like mine, but she took it differently. We ate poor at home, so restaurants were the shit. Her family were a bit too much, so restaurants (and food) became torture.
I love food, ok? Tell me about the food you love. It's ok if you throw down some gin beforehand.


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