So... I won't be joining the ranks of the pear-dippers any time soon.
It didn't look so good, but HOLY CRADOODLE, it tasted AMAZING.
I was much better at all the other things we did today.
Sample delicious food at Harry & David? CHECK.
Stop the tour group in order to snap a photo of a painting of two lobsters fighting in Shakespearean kit? CHECK.
Note: LOBSTER HAS AN EYE PATCH.
Take a photo by the pumpkins while hoping that my luggage wasn't lost? CHECK.
Buy a hat, some new perfume, and an AMAZING almond marzipan cupcake from Larry's in Ashland, Oregon? DOUBLE-BILLION-GAZILLION CHECKS.
Have a delightful plane flight discussing books with a bibliophile named Barbara? CHECK.
Bond with a fellow Southerner over the fact that our route through the airport was so oddly deserted that we were waiting to hear either zombies or banjos, then go to Rogue Ales Public House for a kickass Kobe burger? CHECK.
Absolutely adored everything about this trip from the people to the food
to the passion of everyone who works at Harry & David?
Want to stay in Oregon for another week?
Deeply dig peppermint-covered pretzels?
Be super happy?