My mom was reEally tired tonight, so I didn't want to make to much noise in the kitchen. Munch time for sure. My options for serious snacking were thwarted. I remembered that I made homemade toasted bread chips a couple of days ago (basically a chip size crouton, but so much bomber; topped with a mix of spices after being drizzled with a little big of olive oil). This sparked my fancy. My mom picked up my favorite goat cheese....ever. By far fucking hands down favorite. This goat cheese is called...The Drunken Goat (perfect I know). This particular goat cheese isn't creamy like the stuff you can buy in the stores. This shit is fresh, firm, and fucking fabulous. The Drunken Goat gets its name for the cheese to sits in red wine with the rine on so the rine soaks in all those fabulous vino deliciousness. I must say, you have to have an acquired taste for goat cheese, but once you get your hands on some primium shit, you'll be fiending for that shit on the daily.
I couldn't just munch on bread toasts and cheese all night....so...being a fan of fruit, I decided that some unsweetned pure apple sauce was my ticket tonight. I get weird cravings at night. But what I top off my delicious plain applesauce with is a litttle pumpkin pie spice (cinnamon, cloves, hazelnut, and something else thats at the tip of my tounge and I'll think of it in a minute you watch)
Besides my snackage, I found some fucking awesome orange juice in my refridgerator. DUH!!!!
In other news:
I opened my double feature Neverending Story pack. Whoop!!! Let me remind you....
Two things....Atreyu's horse just got swallowed up by the swamp. Like it just sunk into the mud and drowned. That's fucking sad. The other thing is, you see that fool above the flying dog? Is that fuck the midget in Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory (the remake)? If so, HOW THE FUCK OLD IS HE?!
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