There's less pressure for singles to store good, healthy food in the fridge. My fridge? No noo pressure at all. It didn't even know that healthy food exists. Haha.
Ice cream... now that's something it's very familiar with. So nightly dinners looked like this, but of different flavors for variety, of course.
But one day, my cubemate/teamlead/volunteer nutritionist (perhaps tired of seeing me eat boxes of yema, pastillas, cookies and chocolates) said we should start eating healthy. Ok...
... and so I ventured into the kitchen.
Hello!
Welcome to my domain.
Some things here may not make sense to you.
Consider yourself warned.
I talk about nothing and everything. Anything to help me cope.
I can be very vague. Lost for words.
Deep. And superficial. In the same breath.
Just love me anyway.
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