Remember when I went to Pitchfork in Chicago this summer? My most vivid recollection of that weekend was consuming an entire box of fancy crackers at my friend’s house. Only after a recent trip to Whole Foods did I learn that I had snacked away an entire $10 package. I’m such a shitty house guest, for real. Forgive me. Your Lesley Stowe Raincoast Crisps were so tasty I couldn’t resist. I promise to fortify your fancy cracker supply Anne-Marie. To think that without your influence, I could have gone my whole life and never tried a $10 cracker.
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