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Only Alex

On Saturday mornings my husband usually gets up around 7 and heads to work for a few hours. I usually stay home and get stuff done around the house as I await his return. This morning I decided to switch things up a bit and came to work with him. My cousin Alex is also employed in his agency and was  at the office when we arrived. I decided I would sit and visit with Alex as he ate a cheese danish and green juice that I brought him from Starbucks . We chatted for a few. He finished his danish and I guess he was still hungry because he got up to go to the kitchen to grab a takeout box from the fridge. Before I continue, I must preface by explaining that my cousin Alex is a rare breed of human. He’s the kind of guy that will talk you in circles, never a dull moment, and he has the most “creative” taste buds. He will eat things that one would think do not go together. At this point I’m nervous as to the the contents of this takeout box. He opens it and low and behold I see two pieces of bruschetta. Face to palm. Bruschetta for breakfast? Only Alex. We continue chatting as I sit there watching him enjoy the cold bruschetta and green juice not being able to wrap my head around how this combination could satisfy his pallet. Once again. Only Alex.

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  1. Heather OMarch 9, 2019 at 10:37 AM

    Here's to the different ones !

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  2. Katie SuomiMarch 9, 2019 at 11:27 AM

    I can't even imagine that combo! To each their own I suppose!

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  3. AnonymousMarch 9, 2019 at 4:40 PM

    Just reading the title of your post, I laughed. Remember-- everyone is unique just like those little fancy flakes we saw the other day ;)

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  4. Elisabeth EllingtonMarch 10, 2019 at 9:26 AM

    Yuck to cold bruschetta--but then again, I've never tried it, so perhaps with green juice it's just the thing!

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