| Fondue is one of the best ways I know of to | | | | poured vegetable oil into my mom's vintage pot |
| bring friends, family, (and of course) lovers closer | | | | and lit the little tin burner. Amy revealed |
| together. Dining above a steamy fondue pot, | | | | Tupperware bins with teriyaki chicken, peppercorn |
| dipping pieces of sweet crisp apple into melted | | | | steak, and mozzarella cheese rolled in breadcrumb |
| brie and sharing everything from a bottle of wine | | | | mixture — all in perfect cocktail sized bites. |
| to bites of chocolate covered strawberry, it | | | | We sat on a table cloth on the kitchen floor so |
| couldn't be more cozy. | | | | we could watch the magic in the pot. We |
| When I was in the 8th grade I had my four best | | | | predicted who we'd be at twenty-five and |
| friends over for a lunch date during summer | | | | pinpointed the best character traits in each other. |
| break. Each of them was supposed to bring an | | | | I had even color-coded the plastic ends of their |
| item to dip, and although two of them flaked out, | | | | skewers to best match their personalities. Amy |
| one of them had a dad that catered parties in the | | | | was orange for her artistic uniqueness. Alisa, |
| 60s. A host at heart, he must have understood | | | | purple for her shy nature. Nothing went unnoticed |
| my mission and he loaded her up with treats. I | | | | or under appreciated that afternoon. |