Annie and I had a "treat" for breakfast yesterday. I am calling it a "treat" because that's what she called it.
Yes, that is a tomato...with salt and pepper. Fresh out of the garden. Not my garden, but that's beside the point, right? I am aware that this probably makes us both a tad bit abnormal, but it beats cereal any day. Right, Jenn? I can almost hear my sister getting grossed out as I type this. Ha!
According to Annie, we can have these "treats" for the next week or so.
Gotta love a girl with good taste!