Jake and I had a little date night yesterday and he decided to be a basic bitch and order a pumpkin beer. I had to document my disgust for it. I HATE PUMPKIN.
Every year I try to like it and I give it a taste. Nope. Nope. Nope. Can’t do it.
Now, don’t get me wrong I love all things fall- like the colors, the leaves, the crisp air, caramel apples, and actual pumpkins. I just can’t do pumpkin beer, pumpkin bread, or pumpkin pie.