
I am all about food. I can't cook anything other than a mean scrambled egg or grilled cheese, but I'm willing to eat anything you put in front of my face. In fact, when recently going to see
Les Misérables with my boyfriend in the city, my mind kept going back to the Doubletree we'd be checking into later... that promised me cookies. Hundred dollar, fourth row seats to see one of the greatest shows on earth, and I kept going back to the idea of chocolate.
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