Once this pandemic hit, all that fiscally responsible shit went out the window. I’m sequestering alone. I’m anxious. I’m sad. I’m scared. I’m lonely. Cooking and eating comfort me.
Pesto sauce. I made my own pesto sauce today. To some, this might not seem like a big deal, but for someone who’s had pesto sauce once, twice, maybe thrice in her life, this is very much a big deal. Also making it a big deal is that up until recently, I consumed my pasta in tomato based, or rich, creamy sauces. Sometime last year, I came across a Popsugar recipe to make an avocado sauce for pasta, so I […]
Every year I ride out a storm or two solo, and every year I swear to myself it’s the last time. I’ve been single for longer than I care to admit. I don’t need a boyfriend to complete my life, but I do crave companionship. There’s a difference between being alone and feeling lonely. Most times it’s better to have a plus one, but I’m fine doing things alone: attending movies and concerts, going on vacation, and living alone. Loneliness […]