A Home Cook's Journal of Tastes & Morsels
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Be velvet. Be so softsorichsolush that anything other than love and kind and admiration just turns to space [see: a bulbous spider consumes the trapped within its fibers in an episode of This Is The Other Side] Be sodamnfull it transforms the rest to either nothingness, or smooth sweet cloud cream fluff atop sugar and…
Every once in a while, the faded parts resurface, and there is love. Right ankle crossed over the left, big toe balanced and slanting. Upright. Leaning. This is how we say goodbye. I have heard that we are all just bits and bobs held together by what we believe. That we can change, because we…
Let them eat cake. I have been scouring the internet lately, and it seems there is a tremendous amount of doubt as to whether or not those words were ever uttered by Marie Antoinette. It is a representation of disparity. History was made by a man placing words onto a woman. What a transference of…
