I picked up some granola at the Farmer’s Market at the Wise Hall in East Van Saturday morning, and it’s deeelish. If it’s ten bucks for a package, it better be good, right? Well, The Granola King delivers. A little yogurt, a little milk, and for me every morning this week, a whole lot “more than great tasting, nutritious food. Let [this granola] be a conduit for love, power, abundance and generosity and let it embody the qualities of a King and the dignity and majesty inherent in us all!” Um. Okay. Maybe that’s why it tastes so good. Anyhoo, I’m planning my life around my next purchase already. Could this be the new hippie crack?
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Long Live The (Granola) King!
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