Welcome to day three thousand of the quarantine diaries.
Well, a lot has changed in the last two weeks.
Fra Diavolo means Brother Devil. Thank goodness my brother never reads my blog.
I do not care what you say. March is the worst month.
I go against everything I stand for when it comes to clam chowder.
Sorry Caesar...didn't mean to call you basic. You are anything but.
What would our elementary school lives have been like if the concept of meal prep existed?
If I could solely bake babkas all day, I think I would.