Ah, the end of another weekend.
My three favourite words.
I can tell it’s happening when I feel hungry 1 hour after a delicious, satisfying meal.
I can tell when I am filled to the gills but am still aching for dessert.
I dreamt of chocolate cake last night.
In my world, this is not unheard of.
Oh Donna, how I love thee…
I don’t remember the exact moment I first laid eyes on you, but it must have been at some point during my year-long stay in your homeland,
Wow! What. A. Week. Between the 365 Days of Dining Announcement (I’m a finalist!) and a new boss starting at work, by the time I get home at the end of the day, I am beat.