It’s tha insanity of mashing the potatoes day of as you cook them down into themselves in a…

It’s then slowly reheating the Other sides over open flames in’ere one after another like it’s a meditation, looking out over the frickin Pacific Ocean on a perfect day, gobsmacked by love…

bacon blue muensterous mac & cheese, garlic mashed potatoes, spicy string bean casserole with fried balsamic beets, champagned cranberries & a simple palate cleansing arugula salad…& the 8 hour osso bucco that slowly braised until like 11pm last night…

Eating by 2pm iin a Black household? Lolol- The takeback never tasted sooo good!

I have been a friend to myself like a Motherfuck this year! & Mahself is like fuck yeah regarding this feast.

& Yes, I did it a day early- I’ll be in mode Friday & I am Having my Therapeutic bathing beauty blitz, noshing on another round of dear God why do you let me cooooook like this!ness …

…and opening HolyDaze with Osso bucco? Ionthink we’re going back. Because ohmy fucking God!

…#Healthydecadence, through and through, even though it looks like the complete opposite of thaat lol…

I was gonna make it all pretty, which I sincerely love to do- but then that mac & cheese started talking to me with the accent of a Jamaican lover’s cousin who Taught me how to make it so good and almost ugly it was sublime as I was pulling it together. ..and it was just like let’s Goooo!

…dessert? A saucy Afogato with salt& straw salted caramel chip cookie dough ice cream.

Paired with a good hike and pilates sesh before the feast, there’s No tryptophan-adjacent crash. .. just the clean buzz of espresso & fat making use of all that fuel before another appointment.