The Right Consultant for the Job

There is a place my mother and I often lunched called The Charleston Tea Room. Joe says places where you eat little sandwiches with the crusts removed are for “ladies only,” and is convinced that upon entering the door, tea rooms have magical properties that will surely shrink his testicles to the size of raisins. So on Saturdays, when I was in the mood for apricot tea and pumpkin bread with cream cheese sandwiches, I […]

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