Last night he brought home a big squishy ball of fresh mozzarella, knowing very well the riff of the week is oooh baby baby. That’s okay. I can resist anything. I can stare at cross-sectioned chocolate bars for hours at a time (seriously, this has been open in a browser since 9:30). I can even name each one, their coconut and nougat and caramel and chocolate fluff almost-not-quite melting in my mouth….
PS: Tumblr is kinda the worst place for someone on a diet.
PPS: Oh my god I am so hungry. Ten minutes until my next
biteslurp.(via ffffood & ericascharlieblog)
