Fact: Since this pizza (Which was amaaazing and garlicy) is from Hot Lips, and Hot Lips is into sustainable and local the pizza was healthy.
Fact: I should never become a nutritionist.
(And yes, pink beer exists. Lookin’ at you McMinnamins)
(that one was gingersnap cookies and cream!)
because there are a million to try
but I will always get cinnamon because I have a crush on cinnamon
Fact: writing about food when you haven’t had breakfast yet means you apparently start to have romantic feelings for things you eat. Awkward.
Sad Fact: I worked at Baskin Robbins for years and years.
(yes, Baby Brother and I were coworkers) And while it didn’t make me hate ice cream, it means I have a clear limit where I have to stop or I wanna puke (about 5 ounces-and yes, I can tell approximate weight by looking at the scoops. Not weird). So I had to toss some of the ice cream. And then cry. A lot.
Fact: I went hiking
Fact: Baby Brother says silly things like “it’s not hiking if it’s in your neighborhood”
Fact: if you’re surrounded by trees and cross multiple creeks, it’s hiking. And Baby Brother is full of crap.
It’s a fact.