As crazy as one of my college roommates was, she once gave me a piece of sage wisdom I’ll never forget.
Carrot Bisque. I’m pretty confident that somewhere, more than 3,000 miles away from my kitchen, my father just threw up.
Have you ever read a word to yourself, only to say it out loud in conversation at a later date and realize you’d been hearing it incorrectly in your head for an indefinite amount of time?
Happy National Carrot Cake Day!
I’ve been told most people don’t enjoy spending hours of their days in the kitchen.