Eat Well. Love Life.

Simple, right?

Eat well, and love life.

It couldn’t be that hard. Could it?

Bittersweet

It was bittersweet. Not the taste, but the feeling, you know? When you feel like you’ll cry but then you end up laughing, because the joy mixes so closely with the sadness that you can’t tell which is which and you’re smiling even while tears are dripping into your ice-cream and turning it salty? . . .

Ambrosia

(n): the food of the gods, something very pleasing to taste or smell.