Breakfast, alliteration style: Pumpkin spice pain perdu with homemade honeycrisp happlesauce and Big Bad Breakfast bacon.
If you’re fortunate enough to have a Mexican place that offers alambres, do not pass it up. Nothing’s closer to the tacos I had in Saltillo.
Dang ol’ bees. #hyperlapse (at Mitchell Delicatessen)
And Damien Kulash just wandered by headed to the tour bus.
Knowing what the green room’s like at the Mercy Lounge, he was probably just looking for a clean bathroom.
My office next door neighbor got a loaf of frozen bread dough from a coworker and made it a point to put it on his laptop so he’d be sure to remember it before he left for the day.
There could really only be one outcome.
Alright fancycwabs we have to discuss how your post took over my dashboard somehow… Haha the last is my favorite. Tumblr get your shit together.
That is so bizarre it can only be because somehow I willed it to happen. It’s the only explanation that makes sense..
I’ve got to work late tonight, but I stopped by target on my dinner break.