I hate orange juice. As a general rule, the smell and taste of it is almost enough to turn my stomach if not at least make me turn up my nose unless it’s been mixed with a healthy helping of Prosecco. So, it’s especially strange that I’ve been drinking 2+ glasses of pulpy orange juice… Continue reading bottomless orange juice & other cravings
It’s in the baking of a cake for a celebration or the offering of a meal to someone in grieving that we show up for one another, support each other, and show people we care.
Earlier today, I lived through the ultimate first world problem: a three-hour long showdown with the oatmeal-berry muffin I’d brought as an afternoon snack. I finally caved at about 3 pm and unwrapped the muffin, broke it in half and ate it at my desk. Before I had finished my last bite, I was filled with… Continue reading Muffin tops and muffin tops