What Could Possibly Go Wrong? It Began With Chocolate!

Hopefully you've never experienced The One that got away.  And hopefully you haven't it experienced it twice like I have. Like I still am. Exactly one year ago at the Chocolate Festival I met him. We will call him the Pastry Chef (and may start referring to him as PC for short).

(FYI Kristy (the really good friend that introduced us) is having a baby in the next 3 days... coincidental)

Day 1: My really good friend Kristy invited me to go to a chocolate demonstration that was being held by the previous White House Pastry Chef. One of her colleagues was assisting and everyone was going. Of course I said yes, good friends and chocolate. While mingling I spotted this tall handsome man in chef clothes with another man dressed exactly enough. We caught each others eye for a moment. Crazily enough my friend Kristy heads over and gives them both a hug. This is TOO GOOD TO BE TRUE! I can be introduced to this beautiful man.... who turns out to be her boss. oh no. I can't hit on her boss. I can't hit on her boss. I can't hit on her boss. Or so I tell myself that.

Day 2: Chocolate Festival floods our local streets and PC is giving his own demonstration on how to make truffles and Kristy is going to be his assistant. oh my oh my this must be fate! I figured I could meander through casually get there an hour early and stake out the best seat and casually talk to Kristy.

Fast forward a month or so I get a job where Kristy and PC work and casually (honest I swear) start bumping into him. Intentionally start flirting with him =)  Until I found out he intentionally left out he had a girlfriend. I was a good girl (for once) and avoided him like the plague . . .  until September

{t.o. b.e. c.o.n.t.i.n.u.e.d.}