life as we know it
SO… sometimes life gets in the way of cooking and writing. And that’s okay. One of the realizations that took me far too long to reach was that sometimes, being an adult is defined by acknowledging that you cannot do everything and it is best for everyone if you just pick up dinners on the way home from work for a week or two.
Back to regular posts next week, but in the meantime… sometimes a long week needs a happy place midway through it.