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March 10, 2007
We've just eaten some of the best vegan food we've ever had together. Two each of appetizers, entrees, and desserts. Tea for two, too. Yet we're ogling the entrees just placed in front of the couple seated two feet away on my left. We talk to them about their food. (I love meeting strangers.)

"We should leave and come back in again for more food, wearing fake mustaches," I say to my boyfriend.

He guffaws. Eyes twinkling, a combination of candlelight and glee. He can't stop laughing.

And I can't stop wanting him right then and there, because of it.