...there was a cool, down, chick that lived in Brooklyn, New York who was always found with her nose in a book, on her BlackBerry or in front of her laptop (unless it was Tuesday at 9, in which case she was watching LOST).
Kevin and I trekked it all the way from Brooklyn to midtown Manhattan one Saturday night to get a choinkwich from the Big Gay Ice Cream Truck.
What is a choinkwich you ask?
Picture two thin, sweet, crisp chocolate cookies between which fluffy folds of chocolate soft serve reside. Somewhere along the way, chunks of caramelized (as in cooked in sugar and maple syrup) bacon get incorporated into the mix.
It’s the best kind of party for your mouth.
Seriously, these guys rock!
I’m not much of a coffee person. I like coffee but it’s not a daily morning routine like it is for a lot of people I know.
I do, however, adore caffeine. I prefer my caffeine in the form of Steaz Energy drinks. I’m addicted to this stuff. It’s like the elixir of life. I have one every single day, including the days I’m off from work.
And the sexy little number wrapped in plastic you see here are the Carmelita bars made in house at Whole Foods Market.
They’re just sinful.