(Photo from Pret a Voyager.)
On Sunday evening, my fiancé and I took lazy to new heights. But at some point we decided to get downright ambitious and amble down to Chinatown for some Full Key. Incidentally, if you don’t know about Full Key, it’s a few blocks back from the larger, touristy joints and it is delicious. Bring cash though (and a healthy appreciation for the sight of dead ducks). No cards accepted. Anyhoodles, at the end of the meal he opens his fortune cookie.
Fiancé: “You will have great success this winter.”
Me: “Hah. Winter is post-wedding. Maybe it means we’re going to have a baby.”
Me (opening my fortune cookie): “You will have great success this winter.”
Fiancé and I: “Oh, f***.”