I opened the kitchen feeling stressed and ended up choosing ice cream because it felt easy, honest, and comforting.
Today I felt happy and somehow fried chicken was the only thing that made sense. One bite and the whole day felt softer.
Today I felt anxious and somehow ice cream was the only thing that made sense. One bite and the whole day felt softer.
Some days need fancy food, but my happy days need pancakes and a quiet plate at the table.
Today I felt stressed and somehow shawarma was the only thing that made sense. One bite and the whole day felt softer.
Today I felt anxious and somehow pancakes was the only thing that made sense. One bite and the whole day felt softer.
Some days need fancy food, but my homesick days need biryani and a quiet plate at the table.
Today I felt excited and somehow cookies was the only thing that made sense. One bite and the whole day felt softer.
I opened the kitchen feeling anxious and ended up choosing tacos because it felt easy, honest, and comforting.
A homesick mood usually makes me want something simple, warm, and a little messy. For me, that was chai today.