My heart tends to swell during the holidays. It’s an overload of friends and family and good eats. Tonight, for instance, my childhood friends and I have our yearly tradition of going to Joe’s Stone Crab to exchange gifts. Sometimes, before a really great dining experience, I just open the menu online and admire it. I think about how in a few hours, I will be gushing without shame over the most delicate lobster I can find. During this salivating experience today, I had a call with my managers, and caught myself saying, “I think we need to write this plan out before moving forward – if you get me the grilled tomatoes, we can make a final call.” This was met with silence, followed by questions about the types of grilled tomatoes I need to make this decision.
Anyhow, along with this lobster and tomatoes, I get the sweetest people. And though they will surely make fun of me for being sappy (a common complaint, and something I will never change), I’ll smother them with kisses and bites on the cheek (you need to reach a pretty special level with me to earn bites).
All I want to do is sit down with everyone, give them uncontrollable kisses and bites on the cheek, and eat some lobster.
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