B E B E R E

Disclaimer: I actually prefer men's company to women's in most cases. I find a lot of women, particularly in my age group and in this area, to be too skilled in back-stabbing for my comfort. Friendship with men is much easier, unless one crosses the line between friend and lover. I generally try to avoid this, as it's, for me anyway, a lame tradeoff to go from friend/confidante/equal/human to possession over a bit of sex.

Also: I'm not a huge fan of chocolate, as I'm mildly allergic. That is, I don't mind the taste, but it gives me awful headaches and stomach aches. If I'm going to indulge in chocolate, it's going to only be a little bit, and of really high quality (think Teuscher, Schober or Leonidas). Actually, I much prefer marzipan to chocolate.

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Recently took a walk through the North End with a friend and, after dinner, stopped by Mike's Pastry. (We weren't in the mood for indulging, otherwise we'd have gone to Modern - much better.) Since only the pastry and gelato counters were crowded, we got a chance to see the latest works of marzipan art: fruits, veggies, fungus, even fried eggs. How lovely! How nostalgic! How poetic!