Hello, my name is Kourtney. I am a carboholic.
It is 11:00 AM and I have already consumed 4 pieces of whole wheat bread: two in toast form for breakfast and two in PBJ form for lunch.
It is no wonder that Kyle exclaims on a weekly basis, "We go through so much bread!" or "We're out of bread again?" or "You're having toast? Again?"
Recently I made Rhode's Dinner Rolls (which I love). I made 6 for good measure because that's how many spaces I had in my muffin tin. I ate 5 of them. The same day.
I'm publicly coming out with my addiction: I really, really love carbs! They seek me out, call my name in the night, and hunt me down until I devour all their carbohydrated goodness with reckless ambition.
Is there hope for me? Will I ever be able to kick the bread? Only time will tell.
Also, I love chocolate. With all my heart.