Lemon Cheesecake Biscuit Bombs
Whenever I’m sad I start spending more and more time wandering around in the wilderness. I’ll walk up mountains and around lakes for hours. I exercise more. I avoid going home, but I also avoid going anywhere with people. I stop responding to messages and texts. I make excuses and cancel plans.
I hide. I eat less. My clothes get louder as I get silent.
I start writing more poetry. My instagram fills with sunsets and song lyrics or goes silent all together. There are fewer new recipes or, when the new recipes are still coming, the posts are short and storyless. My voice feels like it’s trapped in a bubble.
In the wake of the Anthony Bourdain’s death, someone on Twitter asked: How do we know if you need help? And what kinds of things help you? Let’s ask each other that now, while we can.
Coconut Cheesecake Biscuit Bombs
San Diego has these places I affectionately call Liquor Delis and they’re the weirdest thing. As the name implies, they’re liquor stores that are . . . also delis. Maybe you grew up with this and it’s totally normal for you, but to me this is about as weird as the gas station in North Carolina that sells fried chicken (the best fried chicken ever, incidentally). And even weirder than these places existing is the fact that they’re my new favorite thing.
Tuna Melt Sliders (and the Best Super Bowl Food!)
SOLIDARITY to all of you who are out there suffering with the flu right now. I just rounded the corner from wait-am-I-going-to-die to no-more-fever-but-coughing-all-the-time and man, being sick is exhausting.
I’m so glad to move on to better things, like Super Bowl Sunday and THE BEST SUPER BOWL FOOD.
Thanks to RW Garcia for sponsoring this post.
Warm Cheesy Olive Dip
It finally got chilly in San Diego — in the mornings and evenings anyway. I’m taking advantage of it to make allll the warm cheesy fall recipes I can think up. And this one is my new favorite.