I came home tonight. 9pm. Super hungry. All I could think of: salmon (which I defrosted last night) and cantelope.
I turned on the oven once I stepped in from the garage, line a baking tray with foil, spray it with some olive oil. 137 more words
I’m always on the run – and in the morning, it’s tough and breakfast is typically a grab and go kind of thing. I typically leave Eric’s house by 6 am to get to work, so I don’t have a lot of time to make breakfast. 367 more words