RecipeMuncher

i remember when i lived with my grandparents as a child, i would ask the most random questions and for the most part they would always answer me, patiently at first and then inevitably, i’d be sent to the corner for talking too much. i always liked seeing how far i could go before i was told to shut up. i remember asking my grandmother what her favorite color was. she told me it was blue. not just any blue, like the basic blue of a crayon. but the color of the sky in the early morning, she (...)