Wednesday, June 9, 2010

Dear Salt,


I love you. I miss you, but please stop mocking me. I would especially appreciate it if you would ask my co-workers not to tempt me with buttery feta, spinach stuffed pastries and fabulously saucy meatballs. And, maybe if you wouldn't mind, please ask them not to give me dirty looks when I turn down their evil goodies.

Grumpy in Gainesville

5 comments:

  1. I hear YA honaaay!

    I just burnt scallops...tastes delicious

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  2. Dear Grumpy,

    I'm not good for you. It's not you, it's me. I've got to move on and you'll be fine without me. I know you will. Have faith, Grumpy. I was just a fling.

    Your old flame,

    Salt

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  3. Give it a few more weeks and people will be asking you what miracle diet you've found.

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  4. Another week and you won't even miss salt...in fact you will taste how much damn salt is in EVERYTHING.

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