Stroopwafel and Cinnamon Buns

You already knew this story was coming. How could I make a blog and not write about that blonde, blue-eyed Dutch girl who I’m in every picture with? Well, I’m not gonna start with how we met and ended up where we are now. (If you want to know, I’d be more than happy to share!) I’ll skip all of that and get right into the heart of what matters the most.
Opposites attract. It has been said time and time again, yet, ironically, it’s something we actively choose not to live by. We crowd bars looking for something in common to talk about with that cute girl or guy. We join and put in a list of qualities we’re looking for in a partner, while all of the idiosyncracies seem to evade technology. Go figure. We spend so much time looking for one person who likes the same thing as us that we miss some of the things that don’t immediately reveal themselves.
My girlfriend and I are polar opposites. We’re so different, in fact, that we’ve often found ourselves staring at each other wondering why we even like each other. She loves the summer and basking in the hot sun, while I steadily grow excited for the gelidity of winter. On a Friday night, she loves to dance while I prefer to “Netflix and chill.” I’m a night owl and she’s an early bird. The differences are great enough that they should’ve driven us apart, but in our polarity, there is glue. I have no problems watching The Notebook more than once. Noah, we share much more than you know. She actually enjoys following the life of Donald Draper in the show Mad Men. I’ll happily enjoy a glass of Pinot Grigio, and if I want Pizza Hut “she’s about it.” The one thing I will say that we love about each other is love. Admittedly, I’m a sap, and she’s the type of girl who cries over love stories. Put the peanut butter and jelly together, and you’ve got yourself quite the combination.
I say all of this just to convey the fact that, while you might be used to eating cinnamon buns, stroopwafel tastes pretty darn good, too.
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