I am an emotional eater. The other day, I was upset so I drove my minivan through the McDonald’s drive-thru for some comfort food. I never get a Quarter Pounder hamburger, much less the whole meal (French fries and soda included.) But yesterday my heart hurt, so eat I did. I’m also an emotional cook. Yesterday’s grief resulted in …
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