I was raised on happily ever afters.
You know….where the girl meets the guy and he’s a famous cooking personality and has his own show and she doesn’t really know how to cook and she finds him overbearing and obnoxious and thinks he knows everything about cooking (which he does because he’s a famous chef) and she wants nothing to do with him even though she has to promote him because it’s part of her job. And along the way she notices that he has amazing hair and discovers that underneath all that bravado is an incredible man because he’s lost his way a little.
Just a little.
And she falls in love with him.
And he falls in love right back and they walk off into the sunset together.
Cue the fireworks.Continue reading