I regularly go to Saturday markets and I often see a man there who makes grilled cheese sandwiches and tomato soup to sell. He has often given me an eye and I’ve just smiled back giving it no further thought. 591 more words
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Men and Cereal are very similar. You walk down an aisle with your cart looking to try new varieties and experience different taste some leave you unsatisfied and others are so entertaining with no nutritional value others are very healthy choices but with no excitement and at the end of the day you are looking for that bowl of cereal or man who you can wake up to every morning that makes you happy with out the thought of what else is down that cereal aisle.
My name is Leona, and I am a pumpkin-o-holic.
I happily admit to ticking off the calendar days until the pumpkin spice latte makes its fall debut at Starbucks. 500 more words
Fruit Islands is my Rosebud. It represents a lost childhood innocence that I shall likely never reclaim, and I have a Proustian relationship with this cereal such that as I write this, I can actually taste, ever so faintly, these Cookie Crisp-shaped pieces, hear the satisfying crunch as each “island” succumbs to the force of my clenching teeth and feel the resulting shrapnel tearing through the tender flesh along the roof of my mouth. 648 more words