After nearly three weeks of eating everything I've craved over the past six months, I think I've gained about 20 lbs.
The only thing left on my list of things to consume is a hostess fruit pie. Lemon if possible. If there is no lemon, I will settle for Apple.
I can't really explain my Hostess fruit pie craving. All I know is that I get it every year.
There's just something about that pie shell - all glazed with sugar. The way it cracks open. The way the gooey inside pulls apart (I'm drooling just thinking about it).