At a very young age, my dad called me "The Vulture." That was because I would eat whatever my brother or anyone else didn't finish. Just because I am at work doesn't mean I still can't be a vulture. Instead, I now wait for meetings to end and then I strike to eat the leftovers!
And so what was my Office Vulture plunder today? A pumpkin whoopie pie! It looks good. I brought this home to share with the wife since she loves pumpkin. More from the Office Vulture to come...
