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09/05/2024

"This young Airman's wife is 2 weeks from her delivery date with their 2nd child. She had a doctor's appointment today and they are without a sitter. So daddy brought his daughter into our workshop so his wife could keep her appointment. Defending our country and being a great daddy, nothing to it!"
Credit : Shawn White

09/04/2024

"I heard my mother ask the neighbors for salt. But we had salt at home. I asked her why she asked the neighbors for salt. And she replied: - Because our neighbors don't have much money and they often ask us for something. From time to time I also ask them for something small and economical, so that they feel that we need them too. That way, they will feel more comfortable and it will be easier to keep asking us for everything they need.
And that's what I learned from my mother... let's build empathetic, humble, supportive children ." ❤

09/04/2024

This house was my grandmas house when I was a child. This was my safe place as a child, a 600sqft house where there was zero arguments, no violence, no drugs or alcohol. Just my grandma and grandpa, they loved each other, she would wake up and cook him b fast everyday, seeing adults loving each other and taking care of each other is important as a child. Especially coming from a broken home with everything listed above. We would watch price is right together, look through her photos albums and look at all the black and white pics of her family in Texas.
I would purposely get in fights at school so I would have to stay at her house she was the only sitter for my dad. This house is about a mile from my house, while looking at homes to buy I instantly felt safe when I walked into my current house. Older home with a raised foundation, a block away from the school I attended as a kid, sometimes we as adults get stuck in our childhood comforts. This neighborhood, the memories of my grandma, I never really put a lot of thought into it but I’m guessing that’s why I live where I do. Our grandmas, our grandpas, our elders, they need to know how much they mean to our communities, our children, honor them.

09/04/2024

"You know the days where you have a To Do List as long as your arm? A pile of laundry that could warrant its own zip code? A kitchen that looks like a tornado went through it?
Yeah, today was one of those days.
She came up to me so sweetly and said, "Mommy, how 'bout you paint my nails, and then I paint yours?!"
"How about Mom just paints yours sweetie?"
Her face fell. "Ok, because you don't have time for me to paint yours too?"
Yes, that was one reason for my answer.
What if she painted them and the baby woke up? I wouldn't be able to grab him with wet nails.
What if my laundry buzzed and I had to switch loads? Can't do that with wet nails.
What about my hair that needed to be blow dried? Can't do that with wet nails.
The bills I was trying to pay, the calendar I was trying to update, the dishes I needed to wash.
You can't do any of those things with wet nails. Right?
But her little face was so disappointed when I told her I didn't have time for her to paint my nails.
So I changed my mind, and told her she could paint them.
And that little face of hers lit up, and she got right to work painting them.
And do you know what happenned?
The baby didn't wake up from his nap.
The laundry sat in the dryer.
My hair dried on its own.
The bills, the calendar, and the dishes----it was all waiting for me when she was done.
It took 10 minutes out of my day. But it was the highlight of hers.
We can be so quick to say, "no" to our children with things that we feel aren't important enough to warrant the extra time. But so often these things that aren't important enough to us, are a big deal in the eyes of a child.
And if we show them now that we value their time, as much as we value our To Do Lists, they just might keep coming back to us, for all the important things."💜
Credit: The Chronicles of Motherhood

09/04/2024

"Today I went to Lane's Ferry Grill to eat lunch. Great staff and food. I needed a real bacon cheeseburger. Place was packed. Now the rest of the story...
As I sat alone with one seat open an elderly gentleman caught my attention and pointed to the chair and motioned if he could sit down. I replied sure. He was filling out his order sheet and one of the staff came to say to me that the gentleman communicated by passing notes because he couldn't hear or speak well. They asked if he could sit there. I responded we had already worked that out. 😁 As we sat and passed notes, we filled up both sides of his paper, I only wondered the things he had seen. Well he met JFK, in the '40s he went to Arizona and it was 120 degrees. Yes we wrote about the weather. What a great lunch. I tell this story that may seem insignificant, only to share just how significant it was. As I sat there I wondered if and hoped that I was making a better day for this 93 year young gentleman. But then it hit me and it gave cause to write my final note to him which said, "Sir I want to thank you for sharing lunch with me. I must go now but I want you to know that you made my day a better day. Take care of youself." You should of seen his eyes and smile as he read it. He embraced his heart and gave me a handshake that was real. We hugged and took a picture.
This story is not about what I did but about what we all can do. With a little time, a lot of compassion and not being about "me" and "I'" so much, we could help make and be in a better place. Passing notes with this gentleman was priceless."
Credit: Farris Leonard

09/04/2024

"I'm crying with tears of THANKS as I share this with you. Here I am at Cracker Barrel with all 5 of my kids by myself. Will is working and I'm on mommy duty for the summer.
If you suffer from anxiety like I do, going out can sometimes feel like a chore.
Today, I wanted to surprise the kids with a treat eating out. I was willing to take control of my anxiety and do it. Will and I work hard on teaching our children how to behave out in public and with their manners.
As the kids went to the restroom before it was time to leave, a woman came up and asked me if 'all these kids are yours? They are so well behaved. I can't believe it.'
I proceeded to tell her they were all mine and THANK YOU. That meant a lot. It's work, but they are good kids. I also mentioned it helps A LOT that their father is a Marine and helps out so much. He's a great role model for them.💙
We chatted a little and then she went back to her table with her family.
10 minutes later our waitress Jen came up to clear our table and shared 'I just have to say how well behaved your kids are. I'm going to take your bill. It's been PAID for by a family here at the restaurant who has noticed your beautiful well behaved children. All they ask is that you PAY IT FORWARD.'
I immediately started to cry. Not because I wasn't financially able to pay for our meal. I cried because this is exactly what I do and teach my kids. Surprising people and paying for either their meal, coffee, Starbucks-etc.
God had it come back to me today.❤️ He showed me human kindness from strangers to my family. With all the negativity in the news-it's amazing how God shows you 'I'm here.'
I ask you to do something today for someone and ask them to PAY IT FORWARD.❤️
P.S. To the beautiful family who paid for our meal-The Carr family THANKS you!"
Credit: Nina Montalvo Carr

09/04/2024

"Meet Jeff. Jeff is an Ada County 9-1-1 dispatcher who I had the pleasure of meeting today while in training. However, it wasn't training that originally brought us together. You see, I placed a call last spring for medical help and Jeff answered it. I didn't need CPR instructions, I didn't need first aid, in fact, I didn't even need pre-arrival instructions. What I needed was simply an ambulance to take my husband to the ER. It was simple, but it wasn't.
Chad didn't want me to call for help. He didn't want to go to the hospital. But he had to. His pain was more than we could manage at home, and he had to go. I was terrified to make the call to be honest. I didn't want him upset with me. My heart and my brain weren't matching up. I knew he had to go, but I didn't want him to be mad if I called. I struggled with making the call for a long time. I knew when I called, the actions of the dispatcher would likely determine how the rest of our night went. If they had been rude, or short or bothered, I probably would have lost it. Even with my own experience as a 9-1-1 dispatcher, it was the hardest call I've ever made. I knew what he would ask, and when he did, I said it, very matter-of-fact, that my husband was in excruciating pain due to stage 4 pancreatic cancer.
The tone in Jeff's voice immediately changed from just taking a typical medical call to one of empathy. I heard it. I still remember it now. They say that the first few minutes of a crisis are burned into your memory, and I believe this to be true. I remember the look on the doctor's face when they told me he had a tumor, I remember the tears from the nurse who cared for him the night he died, and I remember Jeff's voice. Jeff didn't do anything grandiose that night. He did his job, and he did it quickly and professionally. But adding to that, the split second decision he made to sound like he truly cared did something for me that carried on and still does. He was comforting. Reassuring. And by doing that, he dictated my mindset which allowed me to be clear headed, calm and able to better communicate with the doctors when we got to the hospital.
We do not think of dispatchers as heroes, but that night, Jeff was mine. He WAS that calm voice in the dark, who eased the chaos best he could, and who guided me through the biggest crisis I've experienced. It's never left me, and when I found out he was working today, I had to meet him. Lots of hugs, some kind words from a quiet man, and some closure to an awful story. He inspired me to be better at my job, but moreover, he's reminded me how important dispatchers are. Sometimes it's not the big things. Sometimes, it's simple compassion. I hope you never have to call for help. But if you do, I hope you're as lucky as I am and find yourself a Jeff."
Credit: Diana Lynne Register

09/04/2024

"I walked into the Home Depot (Cuyahoga Falls, Ohio) tonight looking for a specific item, sku number in hand. I couldn't find the product anywhere despite knowing the aisle and bin number, checking various end-caps, aisles, etc. The store was swamped despite it being post-black Friday and my anxiety was at an all-time high after a long day at work. That was until I watched a gentleman named Gerald who works for Home Depot helping a disabled man with his shopping. During this time, I witnessed Gerald not only es**rt the disabled customer to assist with his shopping, but help him check out.
Gerald went above and beyond... I couldn't help but stare as he helped the customer get out his wallet, select his payment, swipe his card in the out-of-reach POS system, and even tied his bag shut so he wouldn't lose anything. Gerald was patient, thoughtful, kind... the list goes on. Thank you Home Depot for making me stop and think about all my blessings tonight... and for serving as a reminder to slow down and be patient." ❤️
Credit : Morgan Hummel

09/04/2024

"This woman, Kaylen, at Sports Clips in Charleston did more for my heart than she will probably ever realize. Haircuts with Isaiah are no small feat. He hates having anything near his ears, the sound of clippers sends him into a tailspin...this evening was no different. I was ready to give up, but she wasn't. She sat on the floor with my baby in her lap, and she cut his hair. They talked about Dory and Christmas, and she even let him spray her with her water bottle. Autism can be so very, very hard, but people like this make our days just a little easier."
Credit: Jennifer McCafferty

09/04/2024

"This gentleman was stuck in the snow. Another gentleman stopped and pushed him out. At that time I stopped and a plow truck from Menasha plowed in front of him. He stopped, asked him where he lived and plowed his way home. Then not only that he made sure he got up to his house and helped him with his chair. Big shout out to Jim in plow truck #26."
Credit: Kari Campbell

09/04/2024

We weren’t planning to take it with us. We had already sold and packed the house and were about ready to sign the final closing documents when I broke.

“Kyle,” I told my husband, “we have to take the door. We have to. We can’t leave it behind.”

It was just a cheap door. One of those hollow ones with fake wood on the front.

But it was priceless to me.

Because the inside of that closet door held pencil markings documenting the heights of my growing girls.

They were babies in that first home. Our oldest was four when we moved, her sister was two. It was the only place they’d ever lived.

The thought of leaving that tangible memory behind crushed me.

So my husband, being the good guy he is, called our realtor, politely explained the situation, offered the buyers cash (that we didn’t have) to replace the door, and hoped for the best.

The new owners said it was fine. They took our extra cash. We took the door.

That door was in our second home for 8 years. It had a spot on the wall in the entryway.

When we moved last summer, we took the door with us.

It’s crowded now. Years of markings cover the center. Mom and Dad, the cat, stuffed animals, and even the 6-year-old baby brother made the door too.

There are dates and small pictures beside each name, documenting the seasons.

It’s one of my favorite things.

It doesn’t match the decor, but it doesn’t matter, of course.

Because it tells a story.

Of where they took their first wobbly steps and said their first words.

Of the middle parts. First days of school, first friends, first heartaches.

And now it hangs in our forever home. Its final resting place. Where each of my babies will finish growing.

One day, there will be no more heights to measure.

Their childhoods will be over.

But I’ll keep this door.

And maybe, someday, when my grown kids come home to visit, they will walk over to that door and measure their own babies too. ❤️

Written by Leslie Means ❤

09/04/2024

“This morning I had some work at a very run down apartment complex on the west side of town.
As I was walking back to my vehicle, I noticed a young man probably 5 or 6 yrs old waving at me.
He was holding a football and had a big smile on his face.
I waved at him and he waved back and standing up at the same time.
He said something to me but I couldn’t hear him clearly.
As he got closer, he asked if I would throw the ball with him because he didn’t have anyone else to play with.
I was in a rush but I put my stuff down and threw with him for a few minutes.
He was lit up with joy and happiness.
I told him I had to leave now and he said ok very sadly.
I told him to be careful and if I came back by, I would throw some more with him later.
He said in the most pitiful voice, “Can you bring me some air to fill my ball up because it has no air” I felt compelled to do something for him but didn’t have anywhere I could go to fill up his ball.
Tomorrow or Sunday, I am going to stop by and leave him a new football and an air pump. This little boy didn’t ask for anything except some air and was very thankful for the flat football that he had.”
Credit:Joey Danforah

09/04/2024

"Today me and my Husband Michael Jordan went to the Walmart on Garners Ferry Road in Columbia, SC. It was another dreaded shopping trip trying to buy groceries for a family of 5. We got as much stuff as we could get on my husband's income since I'm a Stay at Home Mom. We literally dread going to Walmart and buying groceries period because my husband's whole check goes to food for our family. As me and my husband were in line putting our groceries on the thing for the cashier to scan we had our youngest daughter with us. Who was very fussy and tired and just wanted to go to sleep. Half of the time the cashier's don't engage in conversation but the cashier we had tonight was very friendly. I can't remember exactly what she said but it was along the lines of 'You must have a big family y'all have a lot of stuff!' I said yeah we do. She told me my total and I was digging through my wallet trying to count all of my money out. She gave me a smile and said 'You guys look like you need a blessing tonight.'
I just smiled back. Then the cashier walked around the counter and was hitting something on the keypad. (I thought she was giving us a coupon) then she walked back to her register. I then looked at the total and I was at a loss for words. This sweet woman whom I never met in my life paid for half of my groceries! I was in complete shock because I never expected anything like that to ever happen. Me and my husband were just staring at each other like is she serious? Did she really just do this? I was really at a loss for words. I didn't know what to say. How could this woman who didn't even know me, know our situation, know us, why would she do this? I asked her what her name was and she told me, I thanked her and asked her if I could take a picture with her and post it to social media and she said yes. Me and my husband and our very fussy one year old finally got into the car and when we did we just looked at each other and smiled and at that moment we both knew things were going to be OK because there truly are good people out there. Thank you so much Sharnique Dasant you truly are a blessing and you will never realize how much you helped us out and how much faith you have put back into our hearts."

Credit: Ashley Jordan

09/04/2024

"Dear Husband,

I know I said I was going to clean the kitchen today. So you might be surprised when you get home and see the kitchen is in fact, not clean.

I'd love to offer an explanation --

First, I walked in to the kitchen with the sole intention of cleaning it. I picked up the hair brush and rubber bands off the kitchen table and walked to the bathroom to put them in the drawer.

While in the bathroom I noticed a pile of towels on the floor that had been laying there, fermenting for several days, so I grabbed the towels and headed to the laundry room.

Once there, I decided to go ahead and do a load since both hampers were spilling over and the room smelled like cat p*e and B.O. had a baby. I cranked the dials on the washer, shut the lid, and headed back to the original job: the kitchen.

But on my way to the kitchen I was sighted by Child B. A hangry Child B. The child and her whines followed me into the kitchen, where I promptly handed her a cheese stick and told her to go eat it in the garage (because the kitchen is being cleaned right now, obviously).

The sight of the child reminded me I hadn't emailed her teacher back yet about the Valentine's party, so I ran to the computer in our bedroom.

As I opened the computer, Child C rushed in screaming because his cape fell off. I fixed the cape, but didn't fix it the right way, so he immediately melted to the floor.

I carried Child C kicking and screaming to his room to calm down.

I walked out and shut the door, but immediately walked back in order to remove the cowboy boots so that when he inevitably started kicking the door, it wouldn't be scuffed.

Then, I headed back to the computer to ... what was I going to do? Fifteen minutes of Facebook later, I shut the computer.

Because, of course, I was in the middle of cleaning the kitchen.

I walked into the kitchen only to realize the oven clock showed it was time to pick up Child A from school.
So, no. It's not clean. Nothing is ever clean. My life is just a constant state of doing and never completing.
I just thought I'd let you know the situation, so you won't ask about the state of the kitchen.

Not that you ever would. 🙂

Love you forever,

Your Wife

P.S. Remind me to email Child B's teacher."

Credit: Jordan Harrell, Writer

09/04/2024

"For 20 years I never had a father. I never met him. Heard of his name. Seen a picture. I was in a terrible home. So at age 15 I decided to run away. I graduated high school with AP credit and Honors. So even though I was homeles and bouncing from friends house to house. When I was 17 I heard my mother was incarcerated for drunk driving. I was officially alone. I always wanted to take martial arts but obviously too poor. Graduated high school got a job and started saving money for lessons. I started at age 20 and 4 months later I met this guy. Grandmaster Ji. He askd me what my dreams were or goals. He said he felt that I had hardships that most didn't know. I told him I wanted to become a Master of martial arts and run a school. He told me from that day forward two things would happen. One, that he would make me a master and two, that I would called his son from now on. This is a true father to me. He is a wonderful example of love and justice and doing the right thing. Just wanted to share this with some people. I love my dad and it took me 20 years to meet him."

09/04/2024

Firefighters in Tennessee take their first break in 30 hours after battling intense wildfires. 14,000 people have been evacuated so far and 200 firefighters remain on the ground fighting the blaze. Bless these heroes.
Credit: Johnson City Professional Firefighters Association L-1791

09/04/2024

There’s been a thing going around TikTok about the generational curses you’re breaking as a parent & a post I read today really hit me, so shoutout to Josee Garland

Here’s my take… 👇🏼

1. My kids will never get perfect attendance at school. There will be trips to take & mental health days to be had. And if they need a day, I probably do too.

2. My kids are allowed in my room & allowed to sleep in my bed. That’s weird to me, why that was even a thing, I don't know.

3. We can always get something from the store. Want a $1 hot wheel? Or to pick out your own special snack, have at it.

4. If you don’t like dinner, don’t eat it. If I know you won’t like it, I’ll always make separate dinner. Nobody goes to bed hungry

5. Sleep in. I’ll never wake you up early on a weekend unless we’re doing something fun. Sleep til 10? I don’t care.

6. You won’t have to have straight A’s or be afraid to show me your grades. Chance are I’ll already know you tried your best & we’ll already have a plan to get you the help you need.

7. We are the fun house. You can always invite your friends over without fear of harassment, embarrassment or hostility.

8. You never have to hug anybody you don’t want too. Nothing else needs to be said here.

9. 9/10 times we can stop at the chick fil a when you ask, because mama wants a fry too.

10. I never want you to be afraid to tell me that you messed up. I want to be your first call, I will be your safe space.

And I’m here for all of it.
Credits goes to the respective Owne

09/04/2024

"Neighborly love at its best! My children have missed daily interactions with our neighbor (a mail carrier who is also a double lung transplant recipient) who is at increased risk of complications from COVID-19. More than a year ago, my youngest daughter (3 years old) was missing our neighbor, so she drew a picture, asked for an envelope, put it inside, and had me write our neighbor’s name on it for her. She quickly ran outside and put it in our neighbor’s mailbox before I had the heart to tell her it’s not ok to open other’s mailboxes.
The next day, our neighbor put up a tiny mailbox behind his postal box, just for neighborly mail. They’ve been exchanging cards, art, and tiny tokens of friendship for more than a year now. This photo is of her most recent trip to the ‘tiny special mailbox’ to deposit a card with her first ever spontaneously written letter ‘M,’ which is the first letter in her name. Love grows best in tiny spaces."
Credit: Colleen Duffy

09/04/2024

"I got back $5600 on my taxes. Instead of buying my kids the latest Jordan's or fancy electronics I paid my rent for the YEAR. I'm a single mom and I do it all by myself on a minimum wage job. I know that a roof over my kids head is what's important. My kids don't want for anything because my priorities are straight. And this also means I will have that extra $450 a month to do things with my kids."
Credit: Christina Knaack

09/04/2024

Boy cracks the piggy bank to buy a bike for his favorite gas station employee
Above all things I regard kindness of heart, and over the years I've tried to live like that and teach my child to do the same.
About 2 months ago we met a wonderful man named Tony at the Caltex by the fire station. Vaughn was very sick, and within moments the attendant had him laughing and smiling.
Since then we regularly visit the station and Vaughn eagerly looks out for his new friend. Tony always takes the time to talk to Vaughn about the various bikes we haul to Giba and back and listens so obligingly to him as he chatters away.
So when Tony asked us to look out for a reasonably priced bike for him Vaughn promised to find him one.
Vaughn has been collecting all the silver money around the house for months, saving for a "holiday" for us. One night he came to me and asked if I really wanted a holiday and upon asking why he said he would rather put his savings towards helping Tony get his bike.
And so today, we cracked open the piggy bank and took all the silvers to Game where he bought his friend a bicycle.
Our children make us proud on so many occasions but today my heart and his are so full of the joy on the kind man's face as he, rather stunned, accepted his gift from this 10 year old boy.
Prawn Fish it will be years until your mom allows you on Facebook but when you do see this post, know that today of all your days on this planet so far my heart is the fullest and most proud of you it's ever been. Keep being kind, and generous, with your time and money and remember bringing joy to others can bring just as much joy to yourself.
Credit to the respective owner ✍️

09/04/2024

I let my daughter dye her hair blue in March, and then offered to let her keep it that way.
She decided to go back to her natural color this year, and chop 4 inches off to get back to her “roots.”
Nothing really changed about my daughter after I let her dye her hair. She still worked hard in school, played on her soccer team, and wanted to hang out with her friends, like any tween likes to do.
But something changed between us. It was a subtle shift, but one that had big impact.
She seemed to be a little more appreciative when I let her do things, and she started helping out around the house a bit more. We seemed to enjoy each other more and the tension lessened.
I am still learning how to do this parenting big kids program, but one thing I know for certain is that tweens and teens need some sort of control over their lives, a chance to become who they are supposed to be through trial and error.
For my daughter, that was sporting blue hair for about six months, and then deciding, on her own, that she wanted something else.
This letting go part of parenting, well it’s just so hard.
But the payoff— when you and your big kid find the sweet spot, the compromise zone, the place where you can grow together—well, that is pretty awesome too.
And don’t tell her, but I almost miss that blue hair.
(via Playdates on Fridays by Whitney Fleming)

09/04/2024

"A young kid banging on the door I wake up Like WTF!! I open it like what up Lil homie (I've never seen him before) ... He said 'I MISSED THE BUS AND NO ONE WILL TAKE ME TO SCHOOL, I'VE KNOCKED ON 3 DOORS.' My response, SAY NO MORE FAM... DIDN'T EVEN BRUSH MY TEETH just grabbed my keys Slipped on my Foams..
GO GET THAT EDUCATION YOUNG BROTHA!!!! 💯💯 THIS IS WHAT A BIG HOMIE DOES FOR YOUNG BROTHAS."

Credit: Brian Smith

09/04/2024

There was a homeless man who 'camped' in the covered garage where my office was located. You'd see him huddle down for the night, along with his little dog, a small scruffy little terrier mix. When I walked thru the garage on my way to lunch, I would often check to see where he was and then bring him a burger and drink. He always tore the sandwich in half, ate one half and gave the other to his dog. I started bringing him a bag of dry dog food every month and he took great pains to keep it dry. His little dog rode in the child's seat in the grocery cart wherever he went.
One especially cold winter morning, I noticed his dog was missing and he seemed utterly forlorn. I bought him some coffee and he explained how the city rounded up the homeless and took them to the shelter because it was bitterly cold and they took his dog away from him. They took her to the local shelter (no license, no tags, no rabies vaccination). I was appalled.
I took the morning off, picked him up from the garage & drove him to the shelter where we asked to look for his 'lost' dog. When we found her, she put up such a racket of pure joy upon seeing him: yipping, yelping, wiggling uncontrollably. Paws squeezed between chain link trying to touch her master and his fingers stroking her little face.
I paid for her license, basic shots and retrieval fee and he rode back in silence hugging her so tight, I thought he would break her. When we got out, I told him to keep her safe. He hugged me, made Sasha give me a smooch of thanks, and hurried off to where he'd hidden his cart.
I understand the need to keep these souls safe but taking his one undeniable friend -- while legally founded -- was gut wrenchingly wrong on so many other levels.
Any act of kindness can change lives….no matter how great or small.

09/04/2024

"My mom is pushing 50 years old and still looks like my twin. I am 18 and we are both currently in school. I’m going for business and marketing. She’s going to further her education in Nursing. My entire family is close, I’m the only boy of 5 children, and the second youngest. Our mother is thankfully very relatable and understanding. I take pride in how beautiful of a mother I have, inside and out."

Credit: Kemonte Guthrie

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78_This Is NOT Suya‼️🤬 (This Pissed Me Tf Off🤬) #ncfoodie #travelfoodie #mukbang #tastetest #foodreview #foodcritic #georgetowndc #washingtondc #dmvfoodie #dmvfood #washingtondcfood #ma

492_The BEST‼️💪🏽 Soul Food In Memphis TN . #ncfoodie #travelfoodie #mukbangshows #tastetester #foodreview #foodcritic #memphistn #memphisfood #memphisfoodie #memphisfoodspots #memphisso

306_More Garbage‼️🤬. Some Of Yall Really Don’t GIVE AF🤬 #ncfoodie #travelfoodie #mukbang #tastetester #foodreviews #foodcritics #houstontx #houstonfoodie #houstonfood #houstonfoodblog

51_Trying The Best NIGERIAN Food In Maryland‼️🤯 (Hands DOWN‼️🔥) #ncfoodie #travelfoodie #mukbang #tastetest #foodreview #foodcritic #dmvfoodie #dmvfood #marylandfoodie #dmvrestaurants

345_The BEST‼️💪🏽 Donuts In Houston Tx‼️🔥 @shipleydo-nuts . #ncfoodie #travelfoodie #mukbang #tastetester #foodreviews #foodcritics #houstontx #houstontxfood #houstonfood #houstonfood

597_This May Be The BEST‼️💪🏽 Bakery In North Carolina ‼️🤯👀🔥. #ncfoodie #travelfoodie #mukbangshow #tastetester #foodreviews #foodcritics #rdu #raleigheats #raleighfood #durhamfood #d

228_Trying TEX MEX BBQ‼️(Torta Was SUPER MID🤬🤬) @Hurtado Barbecue #ncfoodie #travelfoodie #mukbang #tastetest #foodreview #foodcritic #arlingtontx #arlington #dallasfood #dallaseats #dal

487_The Wings Are NOT IT ‼️🤬(OVERHYPED‼️🤬) The Wing Guru #ncfoodie #travelfoodie #mukbangshows #tastetest #foodreviews #foodcritic #wings #memphisfood #memphiseats #memphisrestaurants #

146_HUGE DONUTS‼️🤯 In HollyWood FL 🔥. #ncfoodie #travelfoodie #mukbang #tastetest #foodreview #foodcritic #hollywoodfl #ftlauderdale #donutshop #donuts #donutsandwich #foodporn #pembroke

51_Trying The Best NIGERIAN Food In Maryland‼️🤯 (Hands DOWN‼️🔥) #ncfoodie #travelfoodie #mukbang #tastetest #foodreview #foodcritic #dmvfoodie #dmvfood #marylandfoodie #dmvrestaurants

615_I Found Jamaican Food 🇯🇲 In Charlotte NC‼️🔥 . #ncfoodie #travelfoodie #mukbangshow #tastetester #foodreviews #foodcritics #jamaicanfood #jamaicanfoodlovers #jamaicanoxtail #jamaican

592_Had Indian Food AGAIN‼️❤️ Lit ASF‼️🔥‼️. #nc#ncfoodier#travelfoodieu#mukbanga#tastetesto#foodreviewo#foodcriticn#indianfoodn#indianfoodloversn#indianfoodiesn#indianfoodblogn#indianfoo

82_OVERRATED‼️🤬 #ncfoodie #travelfoodie #mukbang #tastetest #foodreviews #foodcritic #washingtondc #dmvfoodie #dmvfood #washingtondcfood #marylandfoodie #marylandfood #dmvrestaurants #was

493_These wings were SO TRASH ‼️. #ncfoodie #travelfoodie #mukbang #tastetest #foodreview #foodcritic #wings #memphis #memphistn #memphisfood #memphisfoodspots #memphisrestaurants