Despite my lack of food posts, I have been eating some.
It's just been in the yellow-tinged light of a dimmed chandelier with my hands often indisposed, clacking away at the keyboard.
And it's been things like this: roasted sweet potatoes combined with a leftover lemon-dressed bean salad, some arugula, and some slivers of red onion.
Not terribly inspired, nor photogenic, nor recipe-worthy, but plenty welcomed when burning the candle at both ends.
A glass of Müller-Thurgau lessens the injustice of it all.
Then a few squares of a brown butter with sea salt dark chocolate bar (may it rest in peace) become the wind beneath my wings.