For starters, I rediscovered Captain Crunch. Where had he been for the past few years?! So happy to you have back, Cappy.
And yup, that's me. Happily crunching away in bed.
Then I stopped by Fiesta (who turns out on weekends does awesome Mexi-snack sampling) and munched my way through these bad boys,
Oh.my.god. If you are a Takis fan, you will be a Flamas addict. It's a lighter chip, thereby taking away some of your guilt.
Thanks to Paula Deen & the pineapple we had hanging out in the kitchen, Fran and I made pina coladas. Not going to lie, they were good but we've decided to add a lot more pineapple (er, rum) and less coconut cream to our creation next time.
Finally, the best for last, Reese's Peanut Butter Cup chocolate milkshakes.
No words needed. They rocked my world to the last slurp.
Hopefully yoga will pour out all the toxins I inhaled this past weekend, so that the pina colada recipe can be perfected.