When we were dating Jeremy introduced me to the idea of a loving cup.
It was probably a glass of wine that we shared. We’ll never know if this was a romantic gesture, a literary reference or a smooth distraction over it being the last clean glass in the cupboard.
Anyway the term stuck so now anytime we share utensils, plates, glasses etc we call it a loving [item]. We had a very loving breakfast.
But don’t worry the dishwasher is running now.