June 2013
13 posts
When I'm depressed...
I’m a good person to be around… I cook a lot of fancy, tasty food. From different flavored crepes to rum infused pepper with sea salt rotisserie chicken. I (if I may say so) create beautiful things for those around me. It serves two purposes, one it keeps my mind off her. Cooking things with such delicacy takes every single one of neurons. From planning what dishes to make that go well together, to finding the ingredients and making substitutions to ingredients that I don’t have or that I can substitute for fresh ingredients from my garden. To the execution of the dish.
When I feed people around me (and I must say, I am careful to who I feed, I sometimes feel sad when I see people devour food without savoring it), I feel for moments truly appreciated for most of the time they never fail to compliment the food. It is the only compliment I can accept, for it is obvious to tell when someone truly enjoys a meal.
I START OUT SUPER EXCITED FOR A NEW EPISODE
AND WHAT DO I GET
WHAT THE FUCK DO I GET
OH GOD I’M GONNA PASS OUT
May 2013
21 posts
“It was like psychology, but in reverse”
—Riley Freeman, The Boondocks
Sorry love. I don’t look so hot today, ever since you’ve been gone black slacks and shirts have been replaced by shorts and old t shirts.
