bacon and egg sandwich and a pepsi.
Meatball sub and a capuccino. Our local Subway is doing a “buy a drink, get a 6-inch sub free” promotion-type thing today.
I’ve got grapefruit juice and a cookie. yum.
Is that you, Kylie ?
My own snot, which is running by the tablespoon from my sinuses, down my throat, and to my stomach. It has to be assumed that I am “eating” it, since I’m washing it down with hot coffee, and I can think of no reason to wash down a drink with another drink, unless one is having “speedballs” - a double shot of espresso washed down with a black-and-tan.
So…mm. Slimy, salty goodness. Except for the AAAAAAAAAGH GROSS YUCK OW!!! part.
Two slices of toast, with a hot cup of strong tea.
How British am I?
A bottle of Stewart’s root beer. Yes, it’s 5:30 in the morning, Hey!
A Cadbury’s Star Bar.
I pity the fool who doesn’t have access to these little logs of heaven. Like angel poo they are.
Black coffee. Strong black coffee
Cookies and coffee. Applesauce cookies, to be exact. For breakfast.
Here’s to Strongbow! Cider lovers unite!
Right now, a bottle of Hank’s Highland Berry Soda.
Now I am having a juicebox (Hi-C “Flashin’ Fruit Punch”) and chocolate mints from Targer.
Healthiest eater EVAR.
Failed cake.
I didn’t put enough baking powder in, so it’s fallen flat.
leftover Ukrainian meat ball thingies and coffee, from our Ukrainian dinner party last night. Mmmm. And lots of Anadin Extra-Strength:(
First frog: Bud
Second frog: Why?
Third frog: Sir. (may I have another)
I think I shall.
Eating: I keep nibbling bits of smoked turkey every time I pass the frig or go get another of the formentioned beers.