The Latest Dish

That's how I want to die... In a blaze of excitement where my last thoughts are probably "oh shit" as I'm enjoying for the last time that which brought me so much joy. No time for cancer. Won't wait for heart disease. Both of those run through my family. Instead, I want to face death in my best dress, tallest stiletto's and with a belly full of wine, cherry clafoutis, chocolate and having had some damn good sex within the past week or so. I don't even want to know what he was thinking as he saw ...