
Sometimes I just can’t stop thinking about dessert. Sometimes, as in 365 days a year. I don’t stand a chance focusing on an-ee-thing for one second when I have images of buttery graham cracker cookie dough layered with chocolate, peanut butter, and marshmallow cream running through my brain. And drool running down my chin. And [...]
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We need to talk. I’ve just eaten my third half of a French Silk Brownie Pie and my happies are running on overdrive. What are those called again? Endorphins? Melatonin? Melanoma? Just know this: PURE CHOCOLATE is running through my veins and it’s the best thing that’s happened to me, ever. Weeee!
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