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I’m Alive Today Because Of Welch’s Fruit Snacks
I have a long, long history with Welch’s Fruit Snacks. WELCH’S FRUIT SNACKS. Let’s start with a little trip down memory lane, shall we? Back to the Early-Mid-90’s. Now, I’m A #90sKID, so obviously, I ate a lot of fruit snacks growing up. Who among us whomst was born in the 80’s and…
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Gluteny Foods That I Would Eat If I Could, But I Can’t, So I Don’t
So the other day, my BGFF told me that she saw gluten digestive aid for sale. Like, pills that would help me digest gluten! Do these work? Can it be true? Yours Truly is very nearly having a B-I-R-T-H-D-A-Y, and when she blows out the candles, she’ll be wishing that it does work. That maybe, like a Fairy Godmother, the…
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Monthly Favorites: September 2017
Hulu has been on fire lately. I’ve been loving their selection of 80’s and 90’s rom-coms, new South Park episodes, and you know it’s how I keep up with my Kardashians! I’m the kind of person who always needs something on in the background. I loved watching Sense and Sensibility, Fools Rush In, Moscow On The Hudson, and especially…. Brooklyn Nine-Nine!…
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“So, What DO You Eat?”
Hello, my name is Meghan. I am a gluten-free pescetarian. (Hello, Meghan!) I stopped eating gluten four years ago, right after my 29th birthday. No diagnosis. Actually, a doctor told my mom to stop eating (so much) gluten and I, in the throes of debilitating heartburn and diarrhea that made me miss 3…
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The Only Things I Ever Buy At Trader Joe’s. No, Really.
So back like, two years ago? I lived in Manhattan and close to a train line that ran basically from Trader Joe’s TO MY HOUSE. *pause for a moment of silence as we remember* This was the best because I could easily lug home whatever I wanted, and thus, anything I wanted, I would just chuck…
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I Invented A Pasta, Don’t @ Me
Yeah, I invented a pasta. I’m going on record as saying that I invented this pasta because I had a craving for something salty and carb-y during my last menstrual period and I let my uterus pick the ingredients. And my uterus was eyeing that bag of brown rice pasta from Trader Joe’s that had been…
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The Cake Dream
On Monday night, I fell asleep on my boyfriend while watching Jean-Claude Van Damme or something, and I had a dream about cake. The cake in my dream was a vanilla cake, light and spongy, half-decorated in white frosting and half-decorated in dark chocolate frosting. Like a giant, fluffy, black-and-white cookie! In the dream, it was…