Let me not to the marriage of two minds admit impediment. Love’s not love which alters when it alteration finds, or bends with the remover to remove. Oh No. Love is an ever-fixed mark that looks on tempests and is never shaken. It is the star to every wand’ring barque, whose course is unknown, but […]
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Pecan Pie
Because of When Harry Met Sally, whenever I hear “pecan pie” spoken, I hear it like this. Here’s a Saturday—bake this pie and watch Meg Ryan and Billy Crystal fall in love. I had never eaten pecan pie before, because until last year I didn’t like pecans, but now, I think it tastes like forkful […]