KITCHEN GODDESS YO
Since coming back home, after going homeless, my parents and I have gone into the strangest cycles ever. They seem to decide they don't like me all that much every day, and slowly change their mind throughout the day, until they eventually decide they don't mind me all that much. I rather prefer it when I live in London, and when I come back for a couple of hours, I get lots of love.
This morning things were a bit more extreme. My mother was utterly cold towards me, barely acknowledging my existence. And then she told me that when my dad left this morning he said he 'gave up on me.' I can honestly say, living in a house you don't feel welcome in, by your own parents... sucks. It sucks balls.
So. I made cake. And meringues. And a massive dinner.
My mother seems to like me again. I imagine I'll have to start over tomorrow.
Oh well. At least they take damn good.
pistachio meringues
chocolate pistachio squares
This morning things were a bit more extreme. My mother was utterly cold towards me, barely acknowledging my existence. And then she told me that when my dad left this morning he said he 'gave up on me.' I can honestly say, living in a house you don't feel welcome in, by your own parents... sucks. It sucks balls.
So. I made cake. And meringues. And a massive dinner.
My mother seems to like me again. I imagine I'll have to start over tomorrow.
Oh well. At least they take damn good.
pistachio meringues
chocolate pistachio squares