I am at it again: away from home on a writing hiatus.
So nice to experience quiet -- this morning I was awakened to the sound of a flat black crow tap tap tapping on the skylight above me. The day makes me realize how rarely I actually get true space and silence in my everyday life.
I am alone so I can cook whatever I want. Last night it was a leftover hamburger (slider size, sans bun) with a big green salad followed by a scoop of coffee ice cream and a hunk of bi-rite rocky road chocolate. So decadent.
What would you make if you were alone and on vacation?
Do all dietary rules go out the window?
Do you cook or eat out?
What makes you feel fed when you are away from home?
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