A guy at work made the comment that he really enjoyed working with me and what a nice guy I was despite how much shit my coworkers talk about me.
Tequila pancakes. Too much? Nope. Not at all. They are delicious, fruity and make a wonderful breakfast treat. Make these for the kids this morning and they will be hooked. Trust me.
You can’t win in life, so just have fun.
I was filling out a job application recently and they asked how people related through food and how that makes you relatable.
I remember when I was a kid having my first taste of Tequila Rose. I wasn’t a kid. More likely a teenager. Which is a kid. I’m not here to defend myself and you’re not here to read about my pathetic life. Unless you need to feel better about yourself, then be my guest and read some past articles. They should cheer you right up.
Most people have a gift. That little nugget of bliss that occurs for them when they need it. You could look at it as having the best of luck or the worst of luck. For example, I have a friend that has the best luck finding parking spaces. She can pull up to a place and find parking right in front of the building. Living in New York City this is an amazing gift. This is her little gift that she has. Luck? Gift? Either one, it’s special. My gift you ask? I can make any line come to a complete stand still. No joke. Every line at the store could have nine people in it. I can get in the line with one other person and it will go nowhere. This sounds like it would be frustrating but it’s become comical to me. My go to place is Bed Bath and Beyond. I gravitate towards Bed Bath and Beyond like a drunk to a dollar slice of pizza. If you live in Manhattan Bed …