Lid was hot so I ripped a piece of the hamburger helper off to protect my hands. I’m using every part of the box, like how the Native Americans did when they had hamburger helper. Nothing goes to waste
Noticed that my cola was looking particularly crispy at dinner tonight, so I took some time to try and capture the perfect photo despite the disdain it elicited from my companions at the table. The life of an artist is a lonely one.