Hello... Is anyone still there, because it's been like 5,690 years since I posted a recipe here. Not really but kinda. However, I've never been one to miss a party, especially when it's to celebrate one of my favorite people in this blogiverse/world and all the joy that comes with welcoming a new . . .
I've inherited my grandmothers soul. She was always the first to rise before light drifted through the windows. Walking the floors with a cup of coffee, while watching the sun peak through the trees. This came to me as I waywardly made my way out of bed, while the sky was still shrouded in darkness, . . .