I was writing in my journal about what makes people sentimental about stuff. One of the things that I wrote down, which surprised even me, was the smell of a home when dinner is cooking.
It's the aroma of something delicious (or boringly predictable) being concocted in the kitchen and when you walk in, the whiff of it comforts your heart.
And maybe that's why I love cooking something simple, no matter what it is, at home. We eat together, chat about mundane and stupid things, and then wash and pack things up together.
Then, we're ready for our own respective rooms, not to be seen again until the next morning. 😂 Maybe it's just in this household, huh?
It's the aroma of something delicious (or boringly predictable) being concocted in the kitchen and when you walk in, the whiff of it comforts your heart.
And maybe that's why I love cooking something simple, no matter what it is, at home. We eat together, chat about mundane and stupid things, and then wash and pack things up together.
Then, we're ready for our own respective rooms, not to be seen again until the next morning. 😂 Maybe it's just in this household, huh?
A simple stew made with my instapot - chicken breasts, mushrooms and a full forest of spring onions in there. #lol. I am not sure if I have the time to update my cooking blog for this stew. It's great but the main feature is actually a product. Some people might not find it in their place of origin, so....hhmm...I'll let this one stew over for a while.
Pun? What pun? 😅
The reality is that more people read about me there than they do here only this lonely little blog of mine.
Last weekend, we celebrated my nephew's second birthday and it really makes me feel old. Especially after Facebook reminded me about what I looked like 8 years ago when I scrolled through its feed.
Yup. Well, thanks.
Since I make such a tedious effort to cook dinner almost every week night, today, it's #eatingout day.
And like hell I'm apologizing for it.
I know I said I love cooking and the smell of dinner in a home, but I didn't say I was Iron Man. And besides, Iron Man died. So, McDonald's it was.
And seriously, I am NOT kidding, it WAS delicious. I am such a big sucker. lol.
Sending lotsa love your way, wherever you are,
XOXO,
Marsha
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