In this week’s story, a divorced guy looks for his next wife when he’s not at the restaurant: 39, single, New York.
DAY ONE
9:15 a.m. Wake up and scroll through the news, Instagram, Facebook (I still use it!), and of course the dating apps. I’m a chef with late hours and in the morning, I lounge as much as possible. My body aches. I’m 39, but it ached this bad at 29, too. It’s just the nature of the job.
