As you know, I'm dating D... and I guess with all that has happened in the several weeks we've been an item, I finally felt like his girlfriend when he brought me home a little something from LA. I had mentioned a time or two that what I miss most about NYC was being able to get macarons because they simply aren't available around where I live (at least the quality I'm used to).
The macarons he brought back were really yummy. D surprised me by handing me a cute chartreuse gift box when I picked him up at the airport. He was slightly bashful about it? Prefacing that he had gotten me these because they were supposedly the best in LA, but he didn't know how they'd compare to the ones I'd had in NYC. Admittedly, I was a bit crabby because I'd had a trying weekend (and had just spent a small fortune to fly to my cousin's wedding at the end of June), so he's like "I'm going to open this and give you one and it'll make you feel better."
