before my first brunch experience at founding farmers, my chief-of-staff gave me sage advice: “you’re gonna see something on the menu called a fluffy-banana-something. don’t think, just order it. just do it.” countless breakfast dates later, i’ve never failed to a) order the banana fluffer nutter (a magical mix of toast, peanut butter, marshmallow fluff, and chocolate pearls) for the table and b) wipe it out within minutes of it landing in front of me.
yesterday i had the great pleasure of reuniting with two of my most fabulous childhood friends at my favorite restaurant in d.c. for girl talk and fluffer nutter. happy day.