meatballs to be precise. I have this strange urge to put at least one
pound of onions in every meal I cook. It may be lasagna, here you go -ONIONS, you’re having a nice bowl of soup…here’s some onions for you,
so you want some juicy pork chops, guess what……ONIONS!
gets really scared when I get near the fridge and constantly
reminds me that not every human being on this planet likes his meals
with tons of onions. To which I reply: “Who the hell doesn’t love
onions?” (emphasizing on the LOVE part). I usually devour at least one
onion during lunch, and whoever is lucky enough to travel with me in the
elevator is in for a surprise.
Do you guys like onions?
Fashiony part: This is an outfit I wore few days ago, but forgot to post it, because I have so many things on my mind, like: “what flavor juice to buy, have to wash my fuzzy cats (I wanted to write pussy, but this blog is gross enough already) and which Mass Effect game to play this time.
As you can see, there was a lot of snow, but this didn’t stop me from wearing shorts and later I dreaded this decision because I caught a flue.
Hoodie- nowistyle, platform sneakers- nowistyle.