So I bought apples, took them home.
Washed the apples. Cut them in half, then in half again.
Cored them. Peeled them.
Put them in a pot, with water, and steamed them.
Made cornbread, using my applesauce. Ta-Da.
|Knits and knee highs.|
|Thank you, Alexa Chung, for being marvelous always. |
But where did you get your sweater?
|Thank you too, random lookbook.nu chick. |
I like it, but your tights are a little not real life trashy.
|Nice jack (et). |
You could be a girl, boy.
|scarf. sweater. blk pants. combat boots. dog.|
now that's an outfit to write home about.
|Jen, your sneer is just the frosting.|
And I like him too.
|During Nuit Blanch weekend brunch with M:|
we ate the fantastic eggs norwentine @ Joy Bistro on Queen