Spiked boots and a slightly-sharper-than-useless machete.
If you follow my Instagram, (@fortheloveofexperience), I’m sure your annoyed by my excessive foodie posts lately. Sorry, not sorry. Food is absolutely, hands-down, 247% my favorite aspect of culture. Why? It’s food. Well, I’m sure glad you asked, because it’s food is exactly why. At its most bare assessment, food is merely nourishment, sustenance for... Continue Reading →
Another beautiful weekend has come and gone, and though I recount many laughs, good food, and memories with friends, there is something so menacing about Sunday evening. A gentle reminder that another week is to come and pass before we meet again, and by "we" I mean the 1.5 days (not really 2 days since... Continue Reading →
Some days you’re the bird, and some days you’re the worm. Lately, I’ve been getting my ass beat in so hard that the worm is laughing at me.
One of my favorite things about food is its multi-sensory connection to everything. Seeing a green chile cheeseburger reminds you of that one restaurant in New Mexico after the day you got way (like waaaaaaaaay) too sunburnt. The smell of grease brings you back to those warm, summer nights at the fair with friends, funnelcakes,... Continue Reading →
I knew from a very young age that I had to do something great. I knew that I had to put my knowledge and skillset to use and make a change in this world. I knew that I could do whatever I put my mind to, but I had a problem. I didn't know what... Continue Reading →