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the crunch of chlorophyll

ate at coco's for dinner tonight. paul was a fabulous eater (and it is always hilarious to hear him order). while he was distracted by something else, i tried to feed him a dark green leaf from his salad. he looked at it and demurred. cam said authoritatively, "he only likes crunchy parts," and guided the fork to a piece of anemic-looking romaine. i raised an eyebrow.

dude. whoever said that mealtimes were only about the things you like?



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