1928 is getting married.
He said at his wedding reception, he would love for nothing but Jamon Iberico to be served. Apparently, only I understood his vision.
I called him up the other day and this is how our conversation went:
1928: Hey, what's up?
Me: Returning your call.
1928: Oh, yeah, I need cake. Brunswick st. Cake.
Me: I'm not a cake eater, really, but try Alimentari or Babka. I think everyone else just orders in. Who knows.
1928: You're a life saver.
Me: Did you know on Kirkfoods.com you can get a kilo of Jamon Iberico for only $181?!?!?
Me: $181!!! I am totally getting that for you engagement present. Haha
1928: No, I'll die of a heart attack!
1928: Wanna go halves on a kilo?