"I love food"
This statement rolls off my tongue almost everyday. Every second of every minute of every hour of every day, all I think about is food. I feel like a child again on the eve of his birthday. The anticipation builds as that plate of food draws nearer and nearer and as it gets laid on my table
Food is my mistress.
I am filled with the pleasure it gives me..
"I love food"
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