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Nico let me know he was expecting some packages soon, which. Normal. We both order a lot of stuff online, and he's an artist and always has a steady supply of sketchbooks and canvases so he doesn't run out. So I didn't really think anything of it when I saw the huge box on the porch today.

Until he opened it. And the entire thing is antique or reproduction cookbooks.

I'm not going to lie. I'm scared.

Today I had a client ask we tell the caterer he wanted candle salads as a starter dish. And I've never heard of a candle salad before. So I looked it up. Okay fruit salad of some sort, but why is it called a candle salad?

So I kept scrolling to the finished picture. And um.

I don't really have much (any) experience in that area, but that really doesn't look like a candle to me, and I can really only think of one way you'd eat that.

Did I mention this event was a wedding rehearsal dinner? How much do you have to hate your in-laws?