It’s Holly

on sundays, my mom likes to cook one big ass meal so she won’t have to cook the rest of the week. so all week, we eat the same meal for lunch and dinner…all..week…long. it’s not bad, i mean, the woman can cook. so this past sunday she had just gotten back from the store and i asked her what she was making. she said chicken. i peeked in the bag and the label says “Young Turkey”. I said “Mom, that’s a turkey.” And she says “Well, it was the biggest chicken I could find…” ::sigh:: only mom mom could get away with something like that. it was good turkey though.

my new addiction: RICE CAKES! oh man… these things are good. They have ranch flavored, too? It’s like eating potato chips man!!! Rice cakes and carnitas street tacos (carnitas, baby!) from Rubios. I got a couple tacos for me and moms, and all night she tried to convince me that “carnitas” meant “tongue”. I’m thinking to myself, ohhell, all this time i thought it was just pork!!! she had me going there for a minute. it’s braised pork. i swear, it’s not tongue. right? right!

The new countdown: 28 Days Until I’m up in PARIS …baguettes and butter, baby!