Wednesday, April 25, 2012
sounds like: the sizzle of smashed garlic hitting hot olive oil, Dandy Livingstone, window fans, Ruby & The Romantics, et Les Surfs. This girl, this girl right here, she makes some mighty fine mixes.
tastes like: slow-roasted tomatoes, bread with butter, super hot green tea, and whole wheat/three cheese tortellini that I tossed with fresh oregano, lemon zest, and shaved parm. I could go for a coffee.
feels like: an oh-so painful blister on the bottom of my right foot (dancing/running/cowboy boot problems), laundry fresh from the dryer on my lap as I type this, and my best friend ever — procrastination.
smells like: fresh laundry and green leaves.
photo via William Vale, via Pink Robot Boogaloo