Someone explain the phenomenon that is my obsession with soup the second it drops below 40°F

Is it just me or do Valentine’s Day flowers feel especially sad to throw away. Like what do you mean the drooping, slimy roses can’t stay another day?

Vanilla extract is to baking as salt is to cooking. It brings out the other flavors, and nobody knows how much to use 🥰

They should invent a work day that’s only for gardening, embroidering, and baking muffins

You know you’re an adult when you crave fruit as a sweet treat

All I need today is a hug and some peonies