“Son, I think you grew!” I say to a rapidly stretching young man of mine.
“Yeah!” He says. “There was that one week when Fig Bar was my life. I was hungry every five minutes. And Fig Bar! Fig Bar saved the day! They gave me one hour of bliss! One hour when I wasn’t hungry!”
Thankfully, that week of every five minutes of hunger has passed. For now.
Fig Bar! Our newfound true love!
The Things They Say (at 14)
Link to these loves here