Wednesday, July 1, 2009

Dessert-ish ...



A mysterious lack of Neapolitan So Delicious Minis at this address finds me standing in the disco glow of the refrigerator at 1:13 AM, making do by lapping Whip Cream off the three primary fingers of my right hand. Dude. We need groceries.

1 comment:

Talk With No Thought said...

Me too. I'll send you my list.