“A basket full of bright red strawberries was supposed to be a sweet reward, but it held a terrifying discovery that made me hate shopping..
There’s something deeply satisfying about picking out a perfect basket of strawberries. You know the kind — plump, bright red, glossy, and full of promise. After a long week, I told myself I deserved something sweet. A reward. So, I picked the ripest-looking basket on the display, already imagining the juicy, sun-kissed flavor of summer … Read more