Thankful for cooking chicken with peas and creamy, painstakingly stirred risotto last night in a real kitchen, in a real home, with real pots and pans and a stove.
Thankful for friends who offer up their pantry and refrigerator when they realize that it is 10 pm and you are hungry and haven’t eaten dinner.
Thankful for Swedish Fish, a gift from a friend for study sustenance. (Just kidding, I’m not studying. I’m writing)