I need to stop looking at pictures of prepared gourmet food on the internet. I dream of living in a huge country house with magical evenings of perfect food and drinks where friends can come and go and be filled and let go of the stresses of life. Our home would be clean and cozy all the time, with a live-in chef. Instead I live in a studio apartment with a fridge full of condiments, no proper cook wear, flat wear or serving utensils. Am I back in college?
