Cheddar Bay Betrayal and Things Only Survivors Can Do

I have been betrayed. Completely and utterly betrayed. The unforgivable kind of betrayal that you only find out about after the act itself. It was of the cheese and garlic variety. My roommate--you know who you are!--went to Red Lobster. Without me. Rude. No, but really, those cheddar bay biscuitsĀ are to die for. And if … Continue reading Cheddar Bay Betrayal and Things Only Survivors Can Do