"Gary loved spread more than most people love their families. Peanut butter, jam, Nutella, margarine—if it came in a jar and required a knife, Gary was emotionally attached. His kitchen lo..."Gary loved spread more than most people love their families. Peanut butter, jam, Nutella, margarine—if it came in a jar and required a knife, Gary was emotionally attached. His kitchen looked less like a place to cook and more like the condiment aisle had exploded. He once tried to woo a date by offering her a "butter tasting flight," which ended with her politely excusing herself and him tearfully finishing off an entire tub of hummus. Gary didn’t just spread spreads—he spread the gospel of spreads. His dream? To open a Michelin-starred toast restaurant called “Spread 'Em.”
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