Diabetic coma notwithstanding, a week without Tiff's is like a week without sunshine, happiness, unicorns, or love. Fortunately, all of that can be assuaged with a quick phone call or click of the keyboard. "Tiff's? Send three dozen of your most deliriously delectable treats, stat!" Celebrating a birthday? Send Tiff's. Having an office party? Send Tiff's. Got into a tiff? Send Tiff's. And for those spontaneous, late-night benders (significant others of pregnant mamas heed these words): The Central/West Campus walk-up counter, open until 11:45pm seven days a week, will fix you good.
