Food and Confusion
Life is hard. Let's make it delicious.
People say I am overly curt. So I cook a lot and don’t talk to people.
Here you will find a compilation of roughly right recipes, followed by slightly strange poems and journal entries. Its a good place for emotional overeating, so come on, have a traycation with me!
Be confused, it’s where you begin to learn new things.
FoodandConfusion.com was a food journal born out of a great soul awakening. In desperation for change and a desire to pull the raw life out of my dying spirit, I decided to start writing again.
You can call me Jen, and not Jenny. I am a wife and mother of 4, sometimes 5. I work hard to feed my family, and nurture them at the end of each day.
FoodandConfusion.com is my way of nurturing myself.
You will find a compilation of roughly right recipes that were thrown together for a small but not tiny army in my tiny but not small kitchen. The recipes are created and then devoured from the depths of the love I have for myself and my family.
The food is followed by confusion in slightly strange poems and journal entries, as well as my attempt at some form of art. The poems and art nurture my Neshamah, while the food nurtures my clumsy body.
FoodandConfusion.com is a good place for emotional overeating, so come on… have a traycation with me, read some recipes, poems, other sh*t and don’t forget… be confused, it’s where you begin to learn new things.