Thanksgiving Pasts
It’s the official day when Christmas music blares through the house without apology—loudly enough I credit myself on resurrecting the Queen herself. Singing at the top of my lungs as if Mariah Carey and I share a vocal coach, because in the reality of my kitchen, we absolutely do.
Bistro Style 🥘 🇵🇷 Chuck Roast
“Let it stew in its own juices like a freshly dumped 42-year-old perimenopausal woman soaking in a bubble bath sipping her third glass of cabernet, rubbing one out like no ones fucking business.”
