This sandwich is an extended metaphor for my brain: stuffed to the brim and things are on the brink of falling out everywhere (PSA: many many many things have already fallen out). Nevertheless, scrambling to pick of the pieces and/or sandwich contents and
I have a love/hate relationship with ❄️❄️❄️. This weekend, I'm not too happy with it -- it's canceled Christmas parties and our moving truck ????. BUT! I'm making the best of it with cookies, hot cocoa, a fire and slice after slice of this Rosemary Cornme