I think the title of my post describes how I feel about last year. I traveled a lot to see my Dad and be there when he was in the hospital. Also, just taking care of things for him. I spent a lot of time with small boys. We went to New Orleans often. I took a trip by myself. I was home most weekends to work markets. I did not finish everything for Christmas.
I need to write down some recipes so I can go back and reproduce them. Or someone else can. That is the goal for here this year. More recipes. Maybe thoughts. I have been writing on planes. Nothing significant. Just trying. I have a quiet life. How can a quiet life be so full of chaos?
The picture is of me starting my go to breakfast currently. Again, I need to write it down. I start rolls the day before and finish them when I wish to eat them the next day. My sourdough needs a bit of a boost because I am not using it as much as I did so I let the yeastie beasties start their magic here. I change this roll every time. Currently, I am trying to get more protein in my life. I lost some muscle when I had food poisoning. Again, chaos happens.
I wish you well and a lovely 2024.