We at dinner at Big River again tonight with Joe’s parents. They had just gotten back in town from California, so they were tired and hungry.
We all split this chocolate dessert, but Joe and I kept pushing the last bite back and forth: “You eat it!” “No, YOU eat it.” As if one more bite was going to wreck our diets.
I guess he ended up with it, because I know it wasn’t me.
Photos and Migraines 