You know those cheesy movies where the two friends have known each other for years and one person has always harbored some secret love for the other and sometimes it’s mutual and sometimes it could be but the timing is always off or someone’s taken or more often just aloof?
Well that’s not Sweets and I BUT we were friends, while not best friends, years before he swept me off my stubby little feet.
While we’ve had mutual friends since middle school we crossed paths most often years later as “server assistants” at a fancy steakhouse complete with cowhide chairs and taxidermy mounted above the dining room’s fireplace.
It was at that restaurant where I discovered my love for a really well made Caesar Salad… Fast forward six years I discovered my love for Sweets… but back to the Caesar.
