There’s something about homegrown food that excites me. Maybe it’s the different texture or taste that stimulates my taste buds, or maybe it’s knowing that things taste better when it’s locally grown. Wait, now that I mention that, is food supposed to taste better everywhere you go if it’s locally grown? That’s a legit question.
“OH!! This is gonna be fun, we can stay up late, swapping manly stories…. and in the morning… I’m making… WAFFLES” <– (Donkey voice from Shrek, and for all of you haven’t seen Shrek, shame on you. I may even reevaluate our friendship) There are so many dishes you can eat in the morning. Those
Welcome Black History Month. 28 days, or 29 depending on what year it is, to celebrate a month to observe important people and events in the history of the African diaspora. My blog isn’t so much dedicated to history because it’s a food blog, so I figured I could incorporate this month by highlighting some