Aug 07, 2008 23:23
Actual conversation held by dorky husband and dorky self at The Melting Pot, a fondue restaurant, for our anniversary (having imbibed small amounts of alcohol): "I am going to ask the waitress if there are any fon-don'ts that we should know about." "Do you have to go to the bathroom, because I fon-doo!" "I am very FON-d of this food." "This place is pretty FON-cy." "Fon-don't take that last bite!"
Also, finished "Breaking Dawn." I am satisfied, yet aggravated. The "forever" envisioned in the book seems like it would get awfully empty after the first 500 years...
twlight,
fondue