Lately, I’ve taken to having a Stonyfield Farm Vanilla Truffle yogurt for breakfast with a piece of fruit. However, I am particularly possessive of my yogurt, as I’m not really big on breakfast and finding something acceptable is difficult. If the kids ever tasted it, I would no longer have any breakfasts left in the fridge.
“Mom, why is your yogurt brown? Is it chocolate?”
“No, it is truffle-flavored.”
“Like on _Iron Chef_? The mushrooms?”
“Yes, exactly.”
I am a horrible mother.