Today is a holiday worth a day off of work and some fireworks around these parts: it’s National Sandwich Day!
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Saturday nights used to be for dinners out and club hopping. But I do enough of that during the week for my day job at The New York Post. Now—nesting with my boyfriend in my mid-30s—Saturday nights are for roasting chicken.
E and I differ on sports. He’s into hockey and the America’s Cup (nice win, Oracle!). I am a raging Chicago Bears fan.
You can get more done with your day when you get up early. Because I was up and at ’em at 8am Saturday morning, I had coffee on the balcony with E, drove to Fairway AND nabbed the closest parking spot possible to the front door, bought enough groceries for the week, unloaded them at […]
Me: I’m going to make BLTs this morning. E: Ooh! That sounds great. Except I hate tomato. Me: What?! But you eat them in salads? E: I hate them on sandwiches. They’re slimy. Especially if they have the seeds in them. Bleach! It’s just weird. Me: But you just ate fried green tomatoes on a […]