I’m a fan of breakfast for dinner. I am one of those seen-everything-you’ve-ever-done-and-want- to-marry-you fans who is slightly delusional and just knows that someday, we will meet again. For dinner. You, Breakfast, I am talking about YOU and ever since John revealed he’s not really a fan, you’ve stopped answering my calls and texts. Breakfast,… Continue reading The Cousin of Breakfast for Dinner