The Breakfast Date - a Love Story Told in the Time It Takes to Make Toast

Set the timer on your toaster. This story will be short, but warm and with a fantastic ending.

Let it be known that I'm not a morning person. Getting up has been the consistent rival to falling asleep, sharing practically equal billing on most days. I'm the complete opposite of my husband, Eric, who can fall asleep anywhere and gets up at 5 a.m. on the dot, wherever we are in the world. He's not exactly walking on sunshine when he's up that early, but it's still most likely going to be another hour or two until he's joined by the half-version of me that is somehow navigating my body through my morning routine.

We've been doing different versions of breakfast together for the last 14 years. Whether meeting at a diner, cooking at home, or sitting in the car scarfing down bagels (leftover snacks and a stale Diet Coke if we're on a road trip), we've always managed to start most days together like this. Needless to say, it's something that has proven to be more memorable than date night.

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