The Napkin Project (Love Stories Edition): Curtis Sittenfeld
Once after glorious 5th date sex with a man named Jack, I went back to my apartment and ate a chocolate croissant while sitting on the lip of the tub. To have had glorious sex and then be by myself again! To be eating a chocolate croissant at midnight! I was giddy.
Every part of this night belongs twenty years in the past—not just the apartment but the entire city; Jack, the relationship after that, the marriage after that. But I still love chocolate croissants, and I eat them infrequently enough that I can still taste their sugary magic every time.
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