With in-vitro, there is always that minuscule chance that the peitre dishes were mixed up. We know Lauren is a carbon copy of a younger Jay. But what about my side? Last night, I confirmed her Gollaher side when she instantly loved macty and tomades - a comfort food only Gollahers like and the in-laws find disgusting. It was a bonding moment to share our first bowl together. How could I not document it?
