Olivia was a perfect chef. She was proof that her food was good––always on the chubbier side, but she rocked it, and I didn’t know a more confident woman. She was spunky fun, and down to earth, and I loved spending time with her when my life fell apart. Olivia had everything together––we were opposites––but she was always there for me and my biggest fan even when I didn’t make it. She made me feel like maybe, I could try again. “Oh, my God,” I said around the food in my ...