San Diego is where it’s at.
Well, okay, where Christopher and I are at.
Yup, dear friends. It’s official.
We are now bona fide, without-a-shadow-of-a-doubt San Diegans.
And I am not quite sure how I feel about it yet.
It’s kind of like how that line in that Soundgarden song goes:
I’m looking California and feeling Minnesota.
Now, I don’t quite look California (too pale), and not quite Minnesota because I’m no longer perpetually chilled and just too darn glad to be here. Continue reading
There are days when nothing seems to work out right.
It all started with biscuits that turned into scones, but not before they looked like cow pies.
Tasty ones, I’ll give ’em that, but they did not look right. And they photographed even worse.
Being a blogger of all things food can have it’s challenges.
There are days when:
- you can’t for the life of you decide what recipe to make, despite the fact you’ve stockpiled hundreds of them,
- you don’t have the faintest clue what on earth to write about,
- you’re racing against time, ’cause your natural light is fading,
- and you can’t seem to get a single photo or composition to look right, no matter how hard you shoot, edit, or crop. Continue reading