so long biscuitmobile

So for the past four years I've spent most of my mornings driving around cambirdge and boston at 5:45am delivering pastries, but as of today no more. They've decided to stop doing whole sale, and with it goes the best part of my workday.


This is Jess/co-worker/saint/one of the craziest people I know. I am however, going to enjoy not feeling guilty watching half the city out running each morning.

Right after we took this picture a cop walked up to us and asked us if we were the owners of upper crust pizza, that apparently had just gotten smashed up and broken into. Crazy mornings I'm going to miss you.