Ben & Jerry's & Valentine's Day
"The other evening I was chatting with my lovely wife, Stacy, when I shut my mouth suddenly – not because I was out of words (of course) but because a large, unchewed chunk of food that had been hiding in my mouth since lunch was about to fall out my face, mid-sentence. This happens to me, seriously, all the time."
What does this have to do with Ben & Jerry's & Valentine's Day?
More precisely, it's disgusting! What could it possibly have to do with romance?
Read this week's column in the Chesterfield Observer and find out!