who bought this? i didn't.

When Taylor asked me what I wanted to do in Mannheim, I told her one thing:

shop at the commissary.

(See this post for more info.)

Well, she took me to the commissary and I’m too embarrassed to describe what took place inside. I’ll let the following photos speak for themselves. I will say, though, that I was meeting my friend Erin at the train station on my way home and had to warn her via text message, “When you see me, I will be carrying my body weight in grocery bags. Don’t be alarmed.” How’s that for a visual?

You can't get this kind of crap (that's kind of the only word for it) in German supermarkets, people.

Now, the most noteworthy of disclaimers ever to be issued:
1 - not all of these groceries are for me (many of them were involved in the making of valentine's treat bags!) & 2 - I am proud to say the groceries I did buy for me have been rationed to last me the next 6 months…so that my body does not implode from transfats. Oh, and that US Weekly? Yeah, I couldn’t care less if Sandra and Ryan are “so on!” – that is tabloid trash in English and it was snapped up in a heartbeat the very moment I spotted in the check-out line.

Oh, and the most important purchase of all (so important it warrants its own, separate photo): chocolate chip cookie dough, which, I have no shame in admitting, was not included in the rationing process and was consequently consumed within a 72 hour period.

And then Erin and I made cookies (quite a few)

and watched the Cosby Show with huge glasses of milk.

Kind of an ideal night, if you ask me.

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