But I can’t lie: sometimes, there’s nothing like the sound of the cellophane wrapper unleashing that nasty, almost plastic-esque Fruit Roll-Up. Even my (unwarranted) inner food snob can’t compete with that.
But I can’t lie: sometimes, there’s nothing like the sound of the cellophane wrapper unleashing that nasty, almost plastic-esque Fruit Roll-Up. Even my (unwarranted) inner food snob can’t compete with that.