food is still a big part of my life. just in case you were wondering.

whenever i eat a pb&j with raspberry jam,

my wombmate goes nuts. 

kicking like crazy and loving every bite.

jalepeno poppers always lure me in

with the promise of cheese and a crunchy outside.

as soon as i take that first bite,

they immediately turn on me by

burning my mouth and upsetting my stomach.

next time, i'm skipping the middle man

and going straight for mozarella sticks. 

i never want to buy chocolate peanut butter ice cream

but whenever i'm eating ice cream i think,

"man, chocolate peanut butter ice cream

would be gooooood right about now."

i continue to singlehandedly 

drink almost a gallon of milk a week.

sometimes cory helps out

but most of the credit/blame/strong bones belong to me.

speaking of milk,

i never thought i could love 2%

as much as i do.

everything else is just white water.

last night i worked on some night cheese.

colby jack.

freshly sliced off the brick.

i can't even talk about how delicious it was. 

cheese is the reason i could never be vegan.

also, milk.

and ice cream.

and bacon.

and literally all the foods.