There is perhaps nothing greater in this world than Trader Joe’s during the holidays. I’m not going to tell you how much of these two samplings I’ve eaten so far. Chase has already informed me that it would be prudent to stock up on the cookie butter while it’s here, otherwise I may have to deal with him whining the rest of the year.
If you aren’t watching this show – GET ON IT. Unless you hate shows with murder, foul language or suspense. I am hopelessly addicted to all of the above so I AM IN LOVE.
Also – if you tell me anything that happens in season 6 I will cut you. Seriously – there’s got to be special place in hell for people that spoil plot points.
I am on a brussels sprouts obsession, something that Chase is not excited about, especially because our apartment is beginning to develop a permanently odd smell. But hey, I bought him cookie butter so he can deal with it.
I made this samoas bark for my friend Daniel, who has been trying to guilt me into baking him cookies for months based on the fact that he’s reluctantly serving in the military right now. (a cause that is certainly not unworthy) After receiving my umpteenth “Stop hating the troops” text I finally melted some chocolate and sprinkled it with lots of goodness, which earned me the text of “May a thousand veterans send you a puppy”. I’m not sure if that’s good or bad but I’ll take it.