Day 10: October 2023

This is not a photo of the most delicious thing I cooked in October. This is not even a photo of the most delicious thing I ate in October. The thing is, I’m doing this, ahem, thing that involves, ahem, cooking and writing, and it’s still under wraps technically and the birdies that be say not to share too much until they tell me to, but between you and me— the best things I cooked this October were the things I cooked for that. And you’ll see them sometime. Promise. Because they are truly delicious and, well, you’ll see 😉

So yeah- not a photo of the most delicious thing I cooked. But this IS a photo of my favorite burger in the world and I happened to have one this October. Two actually. A Hunter House hamburger, Woodward Avenue in the background. A taste of home. A taste of youth. A taste of memory, of comfort, of simplicity, of America, of Michigan, of Detroit, of Birmingham—and of pure deliciousness of course. Just the best. Always. And this time we got to take Theo and celebrated our wedding anniversary with sliders and tater tots and styrofoam cups. 🇺🇸 🍔 👨‍👩‍👦

Not the best meal I cooked in October and not the most delicious, but possibly the best meal I had that month, all the same 💕