Remember that Memorial Day picnic I mentioned a few days ago?
Where, sprawled out on table after table, copious amounts of yumminess beckoned…. and we all proceeded to stuff our faces?
Because that would have been ugly.
But we did get sent home with three boxes of them.
My already too-tight jeans are heaving a collective sigh of relief.
I didn’t even try one at the picnic because, well, they just didn’t look all that great.
Don’t let them fool you, like they fooled me. If you ever see these in your favorite mega-store, steer your cart away. Immediately.
So, so blindly.
After polishing off the first two boxes almost single-handedly, I did what any good mom would do.
I brought in the troops.
Because you’ll eat them first.