I don’t expect you to already know this, but I’m a tad bit obsessed with Nutella. And I don’t expect anyone to know this because I haven’t quite advertised it yet. But today I’m stepping out with my newest addiction…after all I had to find something to replace coffee with!
I remember when we first met…me a goofy college sophomore dressed in workout clothes, him a sweet and confident hazelnut spread dressed in a clear plastic jar. My roommate was trying to get us together, although I was hesitant because I thought he was just like that hoodlum Vegemite. In reality I didn’t know either of them but I didn’t know if they were alike or not.
Finally after a night of Friends re-runs and coffee my roommate brought him out on a piece of toast, and I was hooked after one bite. Although our trysts have been few and far between (I tend to get addicted to him too easily) the love has remained and is something that I passed on to my husband. Little did I know that he would find a girl more perfect for him than me:
HOWEVER this morning I found a way to bring us all together, a vehicle so extraordinarily simple that I can’t believe I never thought of it before. Friends, meet Mini Croissant:
Even though Bonne Maman, Mini Croissant and I are great together,
A sandwich so buttery and ooey and gooey that none will ever take its place.
A sandwich so rich it would make a grown man cry.
A sandwich so out of this world that no sandwich will ever top it.
Not that it mattered in my 7 minutes in heaven though.