You know those things in your house that are, very simply and for no especially good reason, your favorites? Your favorite blanket, your favorite mug, your favorite pair of underwear for when no one but you is going to see it (just me?).
I've been making this salad - originally introduced to me in the pre-RG days by my friend Morgan - for years. It was one of our weekly staples, and then I completely forgot about it. For...mmm...a decade? Enter: A longtime reader, Krissy, who said that she could no longer find the recipe on my site, and asked if I'd repost.
College me, being college-y (the Hornitos tequila is somewhere in there, I guarantee you)
It's me, hi.
Did you know that being a single mother to two children in one of the most expensive cities in the world is very, very difficult?
Me, being just a tiny bit impulsive
There have been times in my life when I've thought things through before doing them. Not many, but it has happened.
This was not one of those times.
I went on a fantastic date the other night.
I begin this tale with a miniature story, which shall lead into a caveat.
MAN are tweens hard to shop for.
"So what do you want?"
"Whatever."
OK, so this is basically just stuff I covet. But if you generally enjoy my recommendations, they'll likely be up your alley, too.
