I had a huge crush on this guy, John. He wanted to go to Italy for his birthday, but, last minute, he couldn’t get the time off work. So I made him an Italy basket, filled with pasta, really good olive oil, sundried tomatoes, garlic and Il Postino.

To this day, it remains one of my favorite gifts I’ve ever given…but I’m pretty sure it’s why I’m single: I devote far too much time and effort to boys who don’t like me nearly as much as I like them.