Oh the things you will do for your favorite foods.
And guys, in case you have not figured it out, I am SUCH a sucker for pickled/fermented/vinegar-y things. Case and point was my DC trip this weekend. After having eaten 3 cucumbers worth of pickles at brunch, I still somehow found the craving for that delicious fermented goodness. I swear no one is going to be able to realize whether I'm pregnant or not.
And in case you're wondering, I do enjoy my pickles with some ice cream.
Are you starting to get cozy? Cause I'm waiting for the cozy weather to start.
Summer definitely has its perks. The long strolls on the beach. The endless sunny days when dinner ends when it was still light out. Chasing after the ice cream man (which on the beach, constituted a cooler attached to a wagon). The neon colors. Actually the neon was probably the best part.
However, I don't know about you, but it is always SUCH a relief when the shoobies (or beach tourists, but I like to think like a local) finally left and the road congestion dropped by two-thirds. Living by the water meant the temperature stayed above sixty degrees well into November, which meant roaming the boardwalk when there is NO ONE there. I actually went this weekend with my mom and it was pure bliss. No little kids running around. No insane people trying to feed french fries to seagulls and then telling the police they pooped on them. And then, the best part: NO LINES FOR CUSTARD.
This weekend, I most definitely got my swirl on.
23. Recent Grad. Human Vegetable Disposal. Putting the Chic in Chickpea.