last night at dinner with our dearest girlfriends i made an important announcement: “frozen raspberries are my new absolute favorite snack, you guys!” nb smartassedly was like, “i’m going to ask you what your favorite snack is a year from now and i doubt you’ll say the same,” because i’m calorie-counting and whatnot for the upcoming nuptials and puerto rican bachelorette party. and i laughed ’cause she’s obviously right but i must say these motherfuckers are DELICIOUS. dave and i usually buy a bag of like, dole ones from the frozen foods section and eat them, zombie-like out of a communal bowl until our fingers are stained (i.e., the presentation looks nothing like the above, ever) but you can spend more money for fresh ones and freeze them yourself, obviously.