Charred Poblano Mozzarella and IPA Romesco Sandwich

I told you at the beginning of the year that I’ve made a resolution of sorts, which became a bit of hazard last week.

I decided that since the world feels out of joint, all I can do is put good into the world to try to tip it back onto its axis. Maybe it won’t work, but it defiantly won’t hurt.

An email from the blood bank, talking about how my specific blood type is nearly gone (apparently it’s of the highly desirable variety) nagged at my conscious and forced me to make an appointment to let a stranger suck a pint of blood out of my veins.

via The Beeroness

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