Further proof I am my mama’s daughter:
I bought all of this fruit (about eight pounds) for $9.18! In NYC!
I have raved about it all weekend, and Cade had to physically stop me from showing off the pineapple on the subway.
I’m Amanda. I’ve got wide eyes, a smart mouth, and a MetroCard. And I’m not afraid to use them.
I wrote this. You didn't.