One could argue which is more profane and holy, Pizza or Sex…to me, pizza is the profane and sex the sacred. My beloved’s favorite date day for the past two years when the seasons turn and the frost blankets the ground in the early morn, is a meal thick crust pepperoni pizza, cuddling on the couch, a thought provoking film and after, sex on the couch. After, we nuzzle on the fuzzy blankets and I dust his face with angel kisses. We dated long distance for a time and when we connected would have these extravagant dates and once he moved in, the best date days began to consist of nothing but delicious food and one another. And I have to say, as boring as that sounds, I’ve never been happier.