RecipeMuncher

Every once in a while I am incredibly confident, other times I’m the biggest weenie around. On a good day I can recite the rehearsed eloquence in my head, most of the time I scramble words in a way that is irreparable. After many a meal I crave something dense, crumbly and comforting, but on warm nights I’d rather have something fresh, and lighter than air. On occasion I will remember to be that person who is unfailingly kind, but mostly I notice I am surrounded by them. On saturd (...)