Wow.

So uhhh after two drinks of whiskey sours, my boyfriend found it extremely important to obsessively search for minced garlic for his bread. 

10 minutes later, he is searching the recycling bin that he just dumped into to find it. 

He searched the cabinets, where the plates are, underneath the fridge.

For garlic. To go with his basalmic vinegar, red pepper, and olive oil dip.

10 minutes, searching the house and recycling down the hall.

Very nice.