Think happy thoughts Harika!
The tang of blueberry marmalade on sour dough pancakes, dripping with salty butter reminds me of the evening when I walked up to a 4o something man at IHOP (International House of Pancakes) and said, “Hi, My name is Harika and I was wondering whether you could marry me?”
Without a batting an eyelid, without a pause, he asked me, “When and where?”
I was mortified. While the group of rogues I was dining with in the IHOP dissolved into raucous laughter, hooting and clapping. I fled back to the table to punch a couple of noses and refused to continue playing the silly game of Truth or Dare. While leaving, the man gave me a friendly Texan wink. America is full of cool people like that.
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