i realize that some of you are currently debating the mental health of a woman so utterly enamored by her lackluster breakfasts, but i can’t help myself. and besides, i think i might be…
kale. washed in cold water. drizzled in lemon juice and olive oil. a shave or two of pecorino or parmesan, a pinch of salt and pepper. eggs and bread to round things out. a remedy…