i desperately need to cleanse my palate. all week and this weekend, i’ve been subsisting on nonsensical combinations of cooked meals from last weekend and early in the week. it all feels heavy. it all feels the same. all week, i’ve been snatching pieces of leftover meals in order to make a fresh one--skirt steak smothered in brie with potato chowder. half a bowl of rice with a crumbled meatball on top. supermarket gnocchi with sweet potato soup sauce. chicken fingers. cold quinoa. partially-cooked risotto pancakes.
i long for a fresh meal.
i long for a fresh meal.
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