The one thing about the Greek cuisine is that it takes a million years to create a meal for two. Here I am, on my bed, typing probably one word per ten seconds-as I am stumbling on what exactly I want to say-getting up every two minutes or so, opening the fridge, undoing the tupperware lid, and getting a new olive. I then return to my room, finish eating the delicacy, and place the pit gently on my nightstand. This has been me for the past fifteen minutes or so.
I won't really be hungry by dinnertime anymore.
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