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Originally Posted by Wetdogeared
We got about a pound of cinnamon hearts last grocery day. I eat so many that my mouth seems to be on fire so I have to stop. Then I get them out the next day and do the same thing.
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Ha! Same here! The receptionist at works considers it her duty to force-feed us seasonal candy, so we eat tons of those cinnamon heart every day, and tons of the "I luv u" and "u'r a hot date" heart shaped candies... Easter is right around the corner, we'll collectively gain 40 pounds. :snicker
For Valentine's, bf is taking me to an Asian grocery store that's on the other side of town. That place is HUGE and I'm guaranteed to spend at the very least an hour looking at all the different products, and some money on five sorts of rice noodles, two sorts of rice vinegars, three types of green tea, six different spice mixes and eight different sauces... you get the drill. Bf does not eat Asian food, and he hates shopping, so it's really a proof of love for him to take me there!
Then we're going to a Lebanese restaurant that he adores and we'll spend a couple hours eating and talking over the six or seven different plates that we'll share (you can't go there without trying the hummus, the fatouch, the kebabs, the chicken, the tabouleh, the kefta-kebab... believe me, the owner won't let you get away with under-eating)
Then we'll be so tired that we'll go right to bed... to sleep!