Love, Loss, and What I Ate.

Upon breaking up with what I thought was my first true love, I created the ultimate my-boyfriend-has-just-dumped-me comfort food. The dessert potato. Because nothing says "I'm hurting" quite like a russet potato piled high with cookie dough ice cream, slathered with marshmellow cream, and topped with a smattering of sprinkles. Steve Jobs gets the Ipod, prehistoric man can have the wheel, but let the record show that I created the dessert potato.