Finally, the mac and cheese engagement ring I always wanted
Dear future husband,
Please take notes.
When the words “true love” come to mind, I don’t think of cushion-cut diamonds. Or silk. Or garters. Or red velvety boxes filled with truffles.
I think of a hot bowl of mac and cheese being handed to me while I sit on the couch under a fleece blanket watching reruns of Property Brothers.
You see, diamonds are not really a girl’s best friend. Comfort food is. For better or worse. Richer or poorer. And when I'm on my period.
So if you want my everlasting love and affection, I’ll take this macaroni and cheese ring in a size 4.