His name is Dave. And he is lovely.

Okay, so you have to scroll to the bottom of the page to see a small pic of him. A much larger poster of him hangs at my desk. Several people in my office came by my cube to tell me: "Katherine! He's in reception! Find a reason to go out there!"

And so I went. There he was, Dave Lieberman, in all his loveliness. I asked the receptionist for new hire applications. Dave, engrossed in another conversation, turned to look at me. We held eyes for a moment. It was magic.

Of course, he's Jewish.
And 23.
And the next hot thing to grace Food Network's kitchens. Already has a couple books and hit TV shows.
I love him.
He will be mine.