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		<title>Let Them Eat Saltines</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Backstory: I dated brothers, years apart and rather unsuccessfully. When it was clear that things weren’t going to work out with brother #2, my mom consoled me with this gem of advice. Mom: Let them eat saltiness Mom: Saltines Me: What do you mean by let them eat sardines? Mom: Saltines. White bread crackers Me: [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><strong><em>Backstory: I dated brothers, years apart and rather unsuccessfully. When it was clear that things weren’t going to work out with brother #2, my mom consoled me with this gem of advice.</em></strong></p>
<p><strong>Mom: <span style="font-weight: normal;">Let them eat saltiness</span><br />
Mom: <span style="font-weight: normal;">Saltines</span><br />
Me: <span style="font-weight: normal;">What do you mean by let them eat sardines?</span><br />
Mom: <span style="font-weight: normal;">Saltines. White bread crackers</span><br />
Me:<span style="font-weight: normal;"> I still am not getting it. What do the saltines represent?</span><br />
Mom: <span style="font-weight: normal;">Let them eat cake was wrong but they need commoner food</span><br />
Mom: </strong>They need a bland, non exciting, non high maintenance woman. As Marie Antionette said. Let them eat cake. But I changed it.</p>
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