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I Love Food. I Mean, I Really Love Food. I Take Pictures Of My Finest, Funniest And Most Fascinating Dishes, Post Them On Twitter, And Send Them To Friends. I Treat Menus Like Classic Literature, Refusing To Skip Even One Word. I Read The Description Of Every Item, Regardless Of Whether Or Not I'm Interested In Eating It.

Hockey Seems Completely Lawless And, Therefore, Inexplicably Sexy.

Um... Bulgaria Is An Interesting Country. The People Are Lovely. There Are Potholes The Size Of Small Planets.

I Think That Being Read To Every Night Is The Reason Why I Was Plowing Through Volume After Volume Of 'nancy Drew' Books All By Myself By The Time I Reached The First Grade. I Loved Stories. I Loved The Escape. I Had A Vivid Imagination.

I Have An Insatiable Palate. I'll Try Anything Once, With An Open Mind. However, There Is A Special Place In My Heart For Kraft Macaroni & Cheese. Don't Get Me Wrong, I've Sampled Specialty Mac & Cheese All Over The World, But Nothing Competes With The Stuff I Grew Up On.