Every time I go to the grocery store I see these cute, trendy chicks buying Greek yogurt. The whiny little kid inside me says, I wanna be a cute trendy chick! so I bought some.
I bought the vanilla instead of plain because it was a treat, dammit. By the time I finished it’s creamy delicious goodness, I began to wonder exactly how bad for me it was because it’s always the cute trendy chicks who manage to scarf burgers and fries and never get fatter than a stiletto heel.
This article made me feel better, kinda: YOGURT!