Learning to Love the Mud-Colored Smoothie
I was a mad scientist. I was a domestic goddess. I was girlbossing my breakfast.
I was a mad scientist. I was a domestic goddess. I was girlbossing my breakfast.
The political right used to mock “health food.” Then they co-opted it.
Only one fit comfortably inside our delusions.
Life is liquid now.
You don't need stock or broth, actually.