After a week away from home, is it weird that all I really want to do is cook?
My first day back began by thawing and setting up brownies for 200 people. I made a them week ago and froze them for a “Goodbye Rabbi” party (I’ll post pictures soon).
Then I came home and made crostini for my parents, pancakes for my brother’s ex-girlfriend, and a sandwich for my brother.
My life is quite exciting.