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February 7, 2008
Vermont is gorgeous, and if I tried, I couldn’t be happier to be in the bed and breakfast we stumbled on only an hour or so earlier. Dusk blankets the town that already looked tucked even before sundown, and we’ve got time to fill before we take advantage of the big bed and each other. Believe it or not, we’re ravenous, despite a fattening-food-fest at an adorable diner a few hours earlier.

What better way to spend the lull than digging into the small white styrofoam container of leftover macaroni and cheese without the benefit of utensils.

Fuck veganism today!