RecipeMuncher

I was an angry, sulky, rebellious teenager. I wasn’t very comfortable in my own skin and I hated everything and everyone. In short, I was one big pain in the backside. I sure gave my parents hell (in return, my kids will probably provide me the same services because what goes around, comes around). I was a sad, pudgy kid who was confused about life and frankly speaking, a little lonely too. There are some of the reasons why I don’t like keeping in touch with the past. And when the pa (...)