Whole Foods is making its Chocolate Cherry Pistachio bread again. *Swoon*. That’s pretty close to having all the food groups in one loaf, right? C’mon, people. Right?
I have discovered Radio Tango Argentino on line. I may never read a book again. 🙂
I do believe that I hear a pain au chocolat at Whole Foods calling my name. Wait, wait! Yes, I’m sure of it now. And just think! Right next door to it is a Starbucks where they sell that Chantico mainliner’s dose.
Is there any question as to the phase of the moon?
Thanks to a childhood full of lunches at McDonald’s and Wendy’s, I cannot eat fried potatoes and ketchup without then craving a chocolate shake. It’s practically Pavlovian. Fortunately, the urge does not overtake me too often. Fortunately or unfortunately, it’s one of those special days.
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Afterthought … to the person who took the ketchup squeeze bottle and redesigned it with the opening on the bottom … hats off to you.
The antepenultimate day before Christmas was a beautiful day, and I was driving with the window down when suddenly my shopping list defenestrated itself! Quickly, I tried to recall everything on list and confirm that I was covered, but still I had this niggling feeling that I had forgotten someone. Discombobulated, I wandered the mall permeated by that ubiquitious holiday cheer, moiling in my search for the perfect, generically suitable gift and settled on Martha Stewart’s eponymously titled biography. What a Merry Christmas it will be indeed.
I find myself at a loss today for vocabulary to aggrandize my grandiloquence. In the spirit of the season of giving, anyone have a $10 word to offer me for free … ?
Thanks in advance to clarsa for the word sesquipedalian. That made my whole weekend.
I slept so well last night (Saturday night) that when I woke up, I thought it was Monday.
I would like to just take this moment and appreciate the finer things in life … like eating Oreo cookies for breakfast, just because I can.