Natalie is one of those friends and we always spend
hours talking about recipes, the food we currently love, our thoughts, dreams, and problems without the fear of judgment or misunderstanding.
Not exact matches
I know that it's almost Thanksgiving, and that I'm supposed to be
talking about cranberries or what to eat with your turkey, and that you and I both have planes to catch and grocery lists to write, but please consider filing away this
recipe for the future, a future after the holidays, when you may find yourself with a couple of free
hours and a defrosted ham bone that was once lost beneath some frozen bananas.
She leans in,
talking about «beautiful, juicy tomatoes» and «strong green herbs» and how it's «so quick and simple — and here's another easy
recipe you can do...» and all of a sudden my mouth is watering, and I start thinking, «Wait, if I hang out with her for another
hour, could I actually become a good cook?»