Own it, live it, eat churros all day!
All he needs is a felt dish of wool dipping sauce and it's all set.
It's seriously dark out these days. Windy, rainy, cloudy, oppressive. All the happy clouds and rainbows I can cram into my life (and mouth) are dearly welcome.
You better believe that there are never gross fillings in these chocolates! No eating half and throwing it away because it's walnut cream or something gross.
Though it pains me to see a sweet face on my plate looking so sad and resigned to his fate of being eaten, I have to do what I came here to do and dip him in over medium egg yolks. It's a cruel world.
Eat me first! No me! No, eat me!
The rain comes from love and happiness and is meant to keep everything clean and fresh. I just have to keep telling myself that.