The Post House. One of my favorite places to eat with the Aunties. And it’s a truck stop with NO ambience. But they have really good crinkle fries:
Spring Yums
Me, with a lapful of KFC and a half-gallon of Mountain Dew between my feet, while Hannah drives us back to her house. "Don’t swerve, I don’t have any hands or feet."
And the super-luscious, way-good, devastatingly chocolately Starbucks brownies, courtesy of my great friend Hannah who is SOOOOO fun. 😉 [For another fun viewpoint of this experience, check out Hannah’s blog, link located to your left.]

mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
I’m doing everything in my power to not start licking my computer screen right now. Yummy.