True confession: I'm not a fan of carrot cake. For some reason it reminds me of my days in college, when I'd go to my French tutor's house and sit on the floor on a mattress covered with Indian prints smelling of chamomile and patchouli. She drank some... ... (source: SF Gate) - Share on Twitter - Share on Facebook - RSS and RSS Feed on Feedzilla.com
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