A friend from work, Dvora, brought me a loaf of what I call hippie bread. It's an obscure-label bread made from spouted hemp instead and it's full of seeds. At first I was like, oh, great, what is this?
Now I'm hooked. On hippie bread.
The only store in town that carries it is La Montanita, and so now I have to go completely out of my way to get some, so that every day I can have my one slice of hippie bread with almond butter, which another friend has thoughtlessly gotten me hooked on.
Damned hippie bread.
So then today, just like any good pusher, she offered to go by and pick me up some. The first one was free...after that, I gotta pay...