Roasted veggies with naan and tzatziki for dinner.
At my place you have a choice. That unnamed crunchy chocolate stuff I made with either salted caramel or chocolate therapy ice cream.
This is how you hold hands in Texas because it’s too fucking hot to touch more than you have to.
You know you love my hippie sandals!
I don’t know what to call it, but damn it was good.
Sort of a peanut crusted, almond butter crispy middle, with a chocolate bourbon ganache.
There is currently a food truck outside of our building selling tacos, 2 for $7. I don’t know about you, but the best taco I’ve ever had IN MY LIFE wasn’t worth $3.50.
Not to mention that’s like $3 in profit on each one. Hell, I can make my own tacos for like $.35 apiece.
I’m in the wrong business.