The other night LB and I got into a conversation about things we haven't had since we were a kid, and missed. Rice Krispie Bars, I said dreamily, and not those shitty premade ones that taste like cardboard, blue, and glucose, either. No, the nice gooey home-made, buttery and delicious ones. I haven't had those in at least a decade. I could really go for a Rice Krispie Bar right now.
Today, what treat did my adviser randomly decide to make and bring in to lab to share with us?
Home-made Rice Krispie Bars.
Hot damn, someone up there was listening. I even had two, despite my diet. Looks like dinner tonight is fish and....fish.
It was *so* worth it.