Okie Gnocchi!

This week, I lost my head. When I arrived at school for a cooking final, I realized I had forgotten my locker combination, and my uniform was inside the locker; I had to call security to cut the damn thing off. My phone disappeared in the black abyss of my car, and I had written it off for dead. My partner (whose favorite saying is “haste makes waste”) had a second look around and found my phone under one of my car seats.

“You just need to slow down,” she said. She’s right.

It’s finals week, I’m transitioning jobs, and it’s been go, go, go. The only thing I cooked at home was a quiche when my aunt was visiting. I’m ashamed of how many drive-throughs I’ve frequented lately… read full article