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Here Are Some Questions I Am Constantly Noodling Over: Do You Splurge Or Do You Hoard? Do You Live Every Day As If It's Your Last, Or Do You Save Your Money On The Chance You'll Live Twenty More Years? Is Life Too Short, Or Is It Going To Be Too Long? Do You Work As Hard As You Can, Or Do You Slow Down To Smell The Roses? And Where Do Carbohydrates Fit Into All This? Are We Really All Going To Spend Our Last Years Avoiding Bread, Especially Now That Bread In American Is So Unbelievable Delicious? And What About Chocolate?

So Much Of What I See Reminds Me Of Something I Read In A Book, When Shouldn't It Be The Other Way Around?

What Failure Ofimagination Had Caused Me To Forget That Life Was Full Of Other Possiblities, Including The Possibility That Eventually I Would Fall In Love Again?

Whenever I Get Married, I Start Buying Gourmet Magazine.

[i] Had Gotten To The Point Where I Simply Could Not Make A Bad Vinaigrette, This Was Not Exactly The Stuff Of Drama. (even Now, I Cannot Believe Mark Would Want To Risk Losing That Vinaigrette. You Just Don't Bump Into Vinaigrettes That Good.)