paprika 6 September 2012
i seem to be addicted to smoked paprika. i realize it is an ingredient in many of the things i love, and i am also adding it to most things i cook right now and loving them all the more as a result too.
i know an addiction is one of those malaises we’re supposed to scupper, knock on the head, etc BUT how can something so good be so wrong?
as life goes on, i realize that stuff/shizz happens and maybe it’s how we deal with it that defines who we have become? (this is a loose, workinprogress theory so no dumping bile and ridicule upon me till i have had a chance to check it out through the rigors of scientific process i.e. FAILURE) SO in this instance how i am dealing with it is to embrace it…thoroughly…
