The Trump and his Melanoma are the dynamic dyad that show us all what love is really about. We are merely pretenders to their jewel-encrusted throne of romance. Food enthusiast Laurie Woolever takes us on a flashback tour of their love:

Four years ago I had dinner at Lotus, because I was writing about it for a terrible, short-lived food magazine called Foodie. They folded right after I filed the story, and I never got paid or reimbursed for the eight or so dinners I'd shelled out for in the course of my 'research.' Anyway, Donald Trump and Melania Knauss were a few tables away. You've got to give them big points for consistency - their behavior was so exactly what you'd expect that they almost seemed like a hologram projection. Even four years ago Trump's hair was insane - I think it had its own dinner and a bottle of champagne. The girlfriend didn't even pretend to eat.

Laurie Woolever, Cook/Food Writer [Gothamist Interviews]