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As I sat last night cracking into a bowl of lobster knuckles at Mary's Fish Camp, I once again came to the realization that I don't ever want to date…

As I sat last night cracking into a bowl of lobster knuckles at Mary's Fish Camp, I once again came to the realization that I don't ever want to date someone with whom I am not completely comfortable stuffing my face with the most primal, messy food around — ribs, lobster, etc.  In fact, I'm starting to think that should be a requirement in the first few dates.

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