Look, I’ll confess: My idea of “cooking” used to be staring into the fridge at 8 PM while eating cold hummus straight from the tub. 🙃 Then one Tuesday, I ran into my…
Read moreOkay, real talk: I used to stare at my fridge like it was a calculus exam. 🧮🍅 The guilt of wasting produce, the dread of daily “what’s for dinner” debates, the sheer absurdity…
Read moreOkay, real talk: When was the last time you felt like a ✨culinary goddess✨ without dropping $50 on truffle oil or crying over a receipt from Whole Foods? Exactly. Let me spill the…
Read moreOkay, let’s get real for a sec 💁♀️ Ever had one of those days where your AirPods die during spin class, your boss sends 47 Slack messages before noon, and your dating app…
Read moreOkay babes, gather ’round the (hypothetical) campfire while I spill the turmeric-infused tea about how I stopped blaming Mercury retrograde for my mood swings and finally made peace with my hormones. 🧙♀️🍯 It…
Read moreOkay, real talk: when someone first told me “meal prep is self-care,” I rolled my eyes so hard I saw my prefrontal cortex. 🙄 Prepping lentils at 9 PM on a Sunday? That…
Read moreOkay, real talk – who else has stared at a sad sweet potato and half-empty jar of chickpeas while UberEats guiltily whispers “treat yourself”? 🙋♀️ Been there, burned the toast there. But after…
Read moreLook, I’d rather scrub my bathroom tiles with a toothbrush than spend hours chopping kale. ⏳🚫 Yet here I am – a reformed cooking hater – preaching the gospel of meal prep. Why?…
Read moreOkay babes, let’s get real – ever stared at your trash can after meal prep and felt personally attacked by Mother Earth? 🙈 That was me three months ago, drowning in plastic wrap…
Read moreOkay, real talk: when did standing in my kitchen chopping zucchini become more therapeutic than my actual therapy sessions? 🧘♀️ Two years ago, I’d have laughed if you told me I’d voluntarily spend…
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