If there is one thing you know about CJ is the boy LOVES to
eat. Not just any plain jane food, good food. CJ liked to say he had a
“sophisticated food palate” and knew a good meal. He did.
When we first started to date… Girls being girls, I would
order a salad. CJ would take me to all these different places to eat with food
from around the world, and I was clueless on what to order. I soon came to my
senses and LOVED it with him. I think one of our biggest argument (haha if you
even call it an argument) was whenever we went to eat, I would always like his
food better and I would get mad because I wanted his over mine. He always just
smiled at me, and even gave in and would switch me plates just because he loves
me so much… but to solve our “argument” CJ came up with a solution, a game
changer, he loved fixing a situation to benefit us both. He said “why don’t I
just order my two top choices from the menu and we can switch half way and both
be happy about it. BOOM, solved. I
hardly even looked at a menu from that point on because I always knew he would
pick a good meal. One thing I always loved with him, is he would always ask me
if our waiter/waitress looked like a “good eater”? If so, we trusted their
opinion to what the best thing to order on the menu. We both considered
ourselves “good eaters”. We were so good… we had a club, the C.P.C. club- CLEAN
PLATE CLUB. Whenever we were in the club for our meal… CJ would say “das my
babe” and give me a big high five or at the end of our meal… which ALWAYS had
to end on a dessert, we would do our hand shake to each other laughing with how
much we ate.
He wasn’t just a simple “light” meal eater either… he was a
three course meal… all meals of the day.
He loved desserts…and I love that because most men (or at least I feel
this way) are not huge treat people. Not my babe. This the main reason we had our “love weight”
gain once we were married. We were so happy we ate it up… every day was date
night, and we both put on some LBS of love.
Whenever we went on a trip… our days revolved around where
the best place to eat was…. Because lets get real people, that is the best part
of your day.. FOOD. Without it we get hungry and grumpy… CJ is a happy guy… so
we just kept that food coming, it always made me so happy to see him eat a good
meal… I guess people noticed that about us, because for our year anniversary my
parents took us to Vegas and we went to a buffet because my dad said: “I like
to see you both eat because it makes you happy..” haha, so for our anniversary
my dad wanted to watch us eat together.
My favorite memory, maybe of all times (well the one I
laughed the most at) is when we were in New York. We were just walking around
the city and I just wanted to test CJ to see if he knew my favorite food, so I
asked what that was (I don’t even know what y favorite food is, I just wanted
to see what he would say) He just turned to me with the biggest smile and said
“CALORIES” he didn’t even break into a laugh, It was like a sincere answer… he
did pause before he answered, gave it some thoughts, and that is his answer “my
babe loves her calories, anything that has calories, she love them”. I tried to
be mad about the comment.. but I just started to laugh and gave him a big ole
kiss because he just loves his babe… no matter how beastly I was. I thought it
was the cutest answer/insulting answer, but very truthful. We both just would
ask that question throughout our trip and just laugh… calories. The more I
think about this, the more it really is the most LOVING answer. He just loves
me. He always said I would love you even if you gained 100 pounds… it’s just
more to love!! Haha. I can just see him
looking at me with that smirk just laughing at me.
Whenever I order now, I always ask the waiter what his
favorite meal is.. and base my order off that. I know CJ would be proud of me..
I am actually making a decision and ordering how he taught me to. I miss him
like crazy… and love him like CRAZY!
