I have fallen madly in love. With a blogger. Her name is Allie Brosh from Hyperbole and a Half. I love her. But mine is a tragic kind of love because I’m already happily married and I don’t think I’ll ever even actually meet her. But I love her. A lot.
Anyway… I was recently reading one of her old posts in which she mentioned eating a Butter and Honey Sandwich. While reading I first thought to myself, “Hmmm” and I was then distracted by her awesomly funny pictures and super funny story. But by the end I was thinking, “Butter and honey sandwich? I think I have to try this. Right. Now.” So I did.
Holy cow. That’s all I can say. Holy cow. How in the world did I live this long without knowing that this could be done? How can I go the rest of my life knowing that this can be done and not doing it EVERY DAY! Darn-it!
I used regular old bread, salted butter, and a local creamed honey I got at the farmer’s market a while back. It’s like eating happiness. If that’s possible.