Say hello to a big ole’ bowl of comfort. Right in your face. Hi there.
Fall is my favorite time to get those skills, whatever skills I think I have, cooking and find my niche in the fall (COMFORT) food arena. Yah. I think this pasta might become a staple in my small list of approved recipes. It was even approved by one of my picky eater friends.
When he likes something I make, it feels like I’ve just ran through the finish line of the longest and hardest race of my life.
I have crossed the finish line twice this week.
I think that’s a record.
Soo. I’m avoiding talking about something not so fun that you can totally relate to. I had a run-in. With cheese. And not just any cheese. That huge stringy creamy mexican cheese. I’m trying to laugh so I don’t keep crying. For me, my allergy has a delay rate of about two days. I feel major anxiety and have panic attacks immediately following, and then the bathroom visits begin. I won’t even go into the whole story of the “incident” but it ended with me bawling my eyes out and chugging the biggest water bottle of my life.
Now I’m hoping, wishing, and praying that it’ll go through my system as quick as possible.
Fingers crossed. Read more