Look at these lovelies. End of the season buried treasure. A taste of Indian summer days. A rainbow of good for you bites.
I think I could make earrings out of the gold ones.
This is breakfast and lunch. It's also a source of competition between the Whee and me for who can eat the most. I'll win because I'm older and wiser. And I cheat. I'll tell her Justin Bieber is down the street.
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