watering with words
Lately I’ve been feeling inspired to try out different recipes. I like cooking my own food because it makes me feel in control of my own nutrition. It’s much easier to just order take out and be done with it, but I like the feeling of accomplishment. I like inviting people over and having them... Continue Reading →
My Papuchi promoted deep suffering on Good Friday. He was a devout Catholic, and as such, was super into the guilt and sacrifice movement. It was hard to feel guilty and sad on Good Fridays, though, because my cousins would come into town for Easter which would, honestly, make for an incredible time. Simpler times,... Continue Reading →
the who? the what? 