“It’s like the bread’s breaking, it can’t handle the sandwich.”
Shout out to the humble potato.
Presented to you in no particular order.
If you bake one thing this fall, let it be all of these things.
Whose job is it to come up with ~official~ state foods? Because I want that job.
Why do people even make these?
Are you ready to experience the essence of pure flavor?
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