My first visit to Sprouts Farmers Market
Well, I didn’t get a pony.

Well, I didn’t get a pony.

Even Gollum would like these.

A mild inconvenience for vampires.

The things I do for love.

Assertive, but not impudent.

Delicate taste with a coarser texture

I must fulfill my moral obligations.

One good ear, like Van Gogh.

Welcome to the secret raisin society.

My flabbers be gasted.

I give them 6 out of 10 stars.

A croissant in muffin clothing.

Where is the ASMR?

You bought 64 ounces of Craisins. Now what?

Vivacious. And mostly wholesome.

Pardon my French.

Because, science.

An 89 cent wonder.

Stable and reliable, like a healthy human relationship.

I feel sorry for hyped-up products. How can they ever live up to the expectations?