is by a small pond with a fountain spitting water straight up. My happy place is the place I will be leaving in 31 days. Although, climbing towards the end of my senior year feels defeating and dragging. Everything has changed since I was a frightened freshman who didn't know the way to her dorm room. My happy place taught me how to be me and showed me a mirror so I couldn't figure her out on my own. I'm leaving in 31 days. My happy place sometimes feels like a sad one.
Now that I've shared my story. Comment and tell me about your happy place.
Let your mouth wanderlust after Europe, Asia, and South America. Find the heart of Spain or the belly of Africa in your own kitchen. I will travel for you and carry you to recipes like cultural festivals, for you and your family to vacation to again and again.
Tastebud Travel
Sit back. Relax. Sip on a Mojito, or if you prefer--a Martini. Subscribe by email and I will do a feature story on your favorite place and its staple food. It could be a hometown or a landmark you've never been to, it just has to be somewhere you want to be. Ill be posting. In the meantime, I wish your tastebuds happy travels.
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