Sometimes I think so much about myself that I forget that other people like to eat. Or, more specifically, other things like to eat. As in my homework. As in me… alive. My homework likes to eat me alive, chewing the fatty pieces extra hard, just for the fun of it. I knew there was [...]
Really. I wish I had a picture or something. Maybe I’ll get an artistic, beautiful shot of the receipt, because um… no one in their right mind would want to see where the food is right now (I could… try… if you, uh, wanted me to…). Hey, you know what? I must be a recluse, [...]
(Perhaps that title would be better suited for my “Beans Beans, the Magical Fruit” post) What is it with taking pictures of soup? Why does the suckage always seem to happen? I could have this fantastic, warm and filling soup and the photos would do it no justice. Either the top collects the soup’s oil [...]
How many times have I bought a special, gluten free product hoping it’ll taste good? I don’t know, but I obviously don’t get sick of it because I keep doing it. I think, in total, maybe four slices of this bread were digested. The rest was thrown away. Bad, bad Lucia. From what I can [...]