Before I moved to LA I knew nothing about coffee. My knowledge didn’t even go beyond the walls of the nearest Starbucks where I used to order a tall – whatever the most basic white girl drink is. (with almond milk – oooo, feisty I know)
I have dreams of walking into Chipotle and being offered guac at no extra charge. Any one else??
I can’t believe it took me almost 25 years to make cinnamon rolls from scratch because HOLY WOW my life is changed. My taste buds are having a hay day over here.