How we build a yogurt bowl. Do you have a yogurt story? For me, mine started young, and now I’ve passed it to my children. As a siggi’s partner, I am happy to share #mydailysiggis. Opinions and words are mine and mine alone.
I’m six. My sister and I are in the kitchen in our nightshirts, bare feet sticky against the brown linoleum. We open the fridge, pulling it open slowly so condiments don’t clink against one another in the door. There on the top shelf, the containers of yogurt smile back...
Published on September 06, 2016 10:10