Main St Bistro Scalloped Potatoes Review
Choose joy. The kind that comes from po-ta-toes.
Choose joy. The kind that comes from po-ta-toes.
Going for the Gold, but getting Silver.
Bite into the meat cloud.
Arm workout sold separately.
It’s better than Kinder’s. Fight me.
Life is tough. But your artichokes shouldn’t be.
Time heals all pie wounds.
No frumpy freezer food.
I am shook, as the kids say.
The Jason Bourne of the Pasta World
Heaven smells better than pesto, I think?
Not a blank slate, but a versatile one.
Just my own quirky list of favorites.
It belongs in your shopping cart. I have decreed it.
A serving is a snack. I said what I said.
Not a single lie was told.
Please, for the love of poultry, do not microwave!
I like big buns, and I cannot lie.
Righteous.
RIP, waistline.