My sister Julie can make something out of nothing. She can look through my cupboards and whip up a gourmet delight while I look at the same cupboards and think I’ve got nothing.
She’s a full on culinary artist. I am not. I can’t pretend to be. To try to be makes me tired. But what I can do is dissect an average day and find the fun. To get a sense of what I’m saying, check out my photo essay of today:
They were my grandma’s favorite flower.
who is picking out a vegan dessert for us at Real Food Daily.