So you know how people always ask you what your favorite food is? Or maybe they ask you what "Death Row" meal would be? My answer is always something like...this:
"Favorite food? Do carbs count?"
"Death row meal? You mean like the last meal I will EVER eat? Does an entire buffet count? How do you possible expect me to choose just one thing to eat that is supposed to be the last loving taste of earth on my lips right before lethal injection or the electric chair? This question alone is cruel and unusual punishment! SHIT! Now I am all worked up...and hungry...."
But last night, while in bed and thinking about the food that I would most like to eat for my birthday (yes, my motto right now is that I can eat carbs when I am 28) is HARDEE'S BREAKFAST. I plan to eat a Sausage, Egg, & Cheese Biscuit (GOD, those biscuits are incredible...buttery and salty and crisp on the top but flakey in the middle...)
So anyway, you might be a HauteMess if....
You lay awake on a Thursday night dreaming of HARDEES!