Last week I consumed a ridiculous amount of bread, cheese and more bread.
I’m not complaining or anything.
Last week I consumed a ridiculous amount of bread, cheese and more bread.
I’m not complaining or anything.
I could never become vegan.
Okay, “never” is a very strong word, but cheese! ice cream! yogurt! cheese again!
There’s something about biting into hot, toasty golden-brown whole grain bread then tasting that flavorful, molten sharp cheddar cheese as it oozes out onto your eager taste buds.
You hear the crunch of the bread.
I. Love. Oatmeal.
In college I lived off of instant oatmeal smothered with the biggest glob of peanut butter.
So I used to work at a quaint Mediterranean cafe and the owner whipped up the best hummus known to mankind.
It really was the best.
Once upon a time I purchased an $8 smoothie from a fancy schmancy healthy chain that shall remain unnamed.
First I cried because what the heck I just spent 8 whole bucks on a nonalcoholic beverage?!
What’s your favorite meal of the day?
Mine would most definitely have to be dessert. (Yes, dessert counts as a meal.)
I might have mentioned before that I can be lazy sometimes. (Ahem, most of the time.)
So lazy that I always keep some whole wheat couscous in the pantry. Always.