Mr. Schnozz

Mr. Schnozz is my favorite, always, but the reason he is a favorite today is that I found leftover sub sandwiches in the fridge tonight ... with the tomatoes and lettuce removed and STORED SEPARATELY in a stunning sogginess-elimination strategy.

He loves me too much to make me eat bread gel. Can you say the same about the people in your life?

Huh? What do you mean, you've never thought about it?

I love you, Mr. Schnozz. Who knew I would marry a hot, macho Martha Stewart?