There are more than fourteen things that make my heart speed and flutter, ache and free fall. Let’s start with a sugary dough ball, fizzy ginger ale and wickedly strong espresso.
I love breakfast in Lisbon.
Old school candy boxes, snap-pop noisemakers and Mr. Bacon…I love all of you enough to arrange you on a small, yellow table next to my desk.
Curious cats that creep across red-tiled rooftops to say what’s up…you’re on the list.
Robots, the color orange, weinerdawgs and T-Pins…you rock.
Fava beans. I have well-decorated daydreams when I’m peeling fava beans. Fava beans make you work for the love, boss.
I love small objects on a rickety table and the stories they harbor.
These mod, silver hippos make my heart speed. I found them at a vintage shop the day before my husband and I eloped.
Portuguese Steak…we were meant to be. You are buttery and sauce-y.
Fresh curry leaves…you make me taste travel.
Rainbow sprinkles, you’re pretty and slightly crunchy. I dig that. Yellow and white birthday candles, cigar bands and wooden matches…mwa!
That was more than fourteen things.
Happy Valentine’s Day. Oink!