Serious Eats My Inner Child Isn’t Happy
I was happily scrolling through my Medium feed this morning when I came across this new story on your publication.
I don’t care what anyone says, or how old I get: I will be making PB&Js until the day I die. Few combinations are more…medium.com
I’m not a breakfast person and rarely find myself hungry until about 10 am. I couldn’t wait to click and read though. Peanut butter, jelly…cookies…the words called out to me and I quickly thought of a way to justify to my kids why I would be making them for breakfast.
After all, I am the mean mom that limits sweets, you know.
Then it happened. I was greeted with this message.
What, how can this be? You won’t let me see the recipe unless I am a member, but you won’t let me become a member.
I’m keeping my cool, because I’ve learned with the kids that one tantrum always leads to a domino effect throughout the house. Know this though, inside, my inner child is throwing a tantrum of Veruca Salt proportions!