While I’ve been going a little overboard with the Irish lately (and this is coming from a guy named Patrick!!!), ’tis the season for it, so one more for the cooks preparing for St. Paddy’s day.
I started dating my wife six months before graduating college. Once we graduated she moved back to her hometown, Cleveland, and I to mine, Los Angeles. Over the ensuing months we continued to date long distance and less than five months after our separation, I proposed. She accepted my proposal and had already accepted entrance into graduate school at Miami University in Oxford, Ohio. Read More