… and i mean that literally :0)
growing up, i often heard people say: “the road to a mans heart, is through his stomach”. romantically speaking, of course. “directly through the ribcage with a sharp object” only started doing the rounds in my student days. (but that’s not what this post is about.)
what inspired the little filing clerk in my head to unearth that jewel of a saying, was this:
Peter spontaneously decided to make me some tuna & cheese danbin for breakfast tomorrow morning (i get up hours before he does),
and he made two extra portions for us to have right away :0P
he isn’t one for talking a whole lot about the mushy, emotional stuff – but very few things say “i love you” to me, like a meal specially made for you… after midnight.
am i or am i not the luckiest man alive?
you bet your bottom dollar i am!
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