Oh mornings are so wonderful when you're making treats.
Some granola with thick yogurt maybe?
I still write snail mail, especially with my super fancy stationary.
I may have let things get a bit out of hand.
Who wants dried fruit when you can have the fresh stuff with your granola?
The recipe doesn't call for a plateful of chocolate chips; maybe it should.
When I create this kind of magnificent spread, I basically want to kiss myself. That's how happy I get.
A little coffee, a little biscotti, sending a little hand-written love to someone.