Dehydrators give a man too much power.
Delicious, delicious power.
R and I enjoyed a great shrimp boil this weekend, highlighted by dehydrated goodies and his magically delicious popcorn (he does a thing with smoked salt and rosemary).
You know, sometimes, I feel a little down. Not often, because I recognize that my life is pretty wonderful, but sometimes I just feel blue.
However, all that gets blown away in a heartbeat whenever I come across this little treasure, which lives in my backpack, courtesy of the cutest little seven-year-old girl in the world.