Lost and Not Quiet Found. Have you ever felt so lost you never think you will be found. Not by others and surely not by yourself. Sometimes I am so lost in situations, moments, life that I cannot find the way out, or maybe I know the way out, but I am too afraid to exit. How screwed up is that? Going to make them. Try a little harder for me. I may never really know why I hate Sundays. But I do know o.

Sharing our love of food and music. Cod topped with salsa verde served with potatoes and leeks. Blood orange, kiwi and banana juice.

Full of the joys of spring. Unfortunately so is the dog. We avoided any awkward encounters with potential canine love interests, and got to enjoy the first still moments of a perfect spring day.