I cook because I can't afford a therapist
serendipity. it’s one of my favorite words. along with rue, moot, supercilious, gumption. words that when you use them one give yourself a mental high five because you found a home for it. yes, i’m a book nerd and a journalism major. i can lose myself in the stories of characters and somehow, they help me write…
let me tell you about frank. frank was the 10th housemate in my off campus house at school (maybe the 12th if you count bob marley {the fish} and the boyfriends and the neighbors, i lost count). he was everywhere. you’d wake up and find him in the living room. he’d be in my housemates bedroom….
well hey there august, aren’t you a sneaky little bugger? i feel like july just irish goodbye-d on me without even having a drink at my party. i’ve had tinder dates that have lasted longer. i swear. i feel excited. i don’t know why but i feel like something exciting is just around the corner….
i gaveeee innnnnnnn. i went to the dark side. i succumbed to the stress. i started using smiley emoticons in my emails. i am working through it but it’s a struggle everyday. i blame it on the force of may. it came in like a wrecking ball that bulldozed the best laid plans and left…
chicken wangs and thangs. remember 25 cent wing night in high school? that was the jean vest of the era. if only i’d known that one day i’d be saddling up to a bar in 4 inch heels to buy a $15 glass of wine, i probably would’ve joined that club where you have to…
real talk, people. i may or may not have had jelly beans for dinner last week. only the pink, orange and yellow ones. ain’t nobody want the red ones. because apparently i’m 12. i also watched mtv for 5 minutes this weekend. low point. one day last week i had jalapeno chips for lunch and…
are you wondering when i’m officially going to lose it? you missed it. it was in february of last year. or around then. whenever the super bowl is. oh stop that, with the judging. you deflate me like tom brady deflates balls. wait. what. last year i decided to outdo myself. not to toot my…
this is me being totally timely. you’re welcome. for sending you this recipe a week after thanksgiving. when it will be at its most helpful to you. i look out for you like that. i just figured i’d be your first “look at what i made on thanksgiving post” since i know they were lacking from…
Megan is a 20 something girl living in chicago who loves cooking, food and entertaining - with a glass of wine and a fierce opinion. always looking for the next foodgasm.
