National Cheese Doodle Day
This was the first day all funeral-natured ‘festivities’ were completely done with.
James and I had picked up a bottle of Veuve Clicquot for this particular morning.
His mother loves champagne and toasts so we thought it might be nice way to close off the long, dreary weekend.
After raising a glass to Melvin, it was time to acknowledge Cheese Doodles.
Here’s to you, Cheese Doodle, you salty mother fuckers