My mom made my brother's favorite birthday cake (back when he ate cake) out of (birthday) season on Sunday. I love her Black Forest recipe and it's even nicer when the layers aren't sliding in the summer heat.
Brian and I planned a road trip to White Castle in Tom's River on Saturday. Even though my whole life I hated that holey meat served on small wet buns, suddenly I had a craving... or I guess what is called "the crave".
Did you hear about the New York City-based artist and photographer who documented every day for six months her Happy Meal's "shocking resistance" to "decomposition and biodegradability"?
Inspired by Pooh's preference for "short, easy words like, What about lunch?", this is a place for everything I think about at the hungriest time of day.