Applesauce

The boyfriend was sent to the bodega to buy bacon and orange juice for breakfast. He has a beautiful memory, but this time he returned with a pound of overripe bananas, two cartons of orange juice and four old, red apples. “Oops,” he kissed my cheek, “I forgot what you needed.” “No problem,” I replied. Here’s a bit of cliché relationship advice: Pick your battles. “Hey,” he added, “If you can’t use the bananas, I can make smoothies with them next week.” I beamed a pretty smile, and we enjoyed the rest of the day. Read more