Salmon in a Black Bean Sauce

Due to life being insane I haven’t had the time or mental space to write anything but recipes. So we will interrupt or regularly scheduled programs and replace long write-ups with small quips and recipes. Sorry, Y’all three kids and three jobs and I finally hit a can’t do everything I want stopping point.

This week’s observation: How is it the mean girls from junior have not grown up and matured? They have just honed their skills and now hide behind glasses or rose and inspirational quotes. Sorry, Becky, you can share the quote about women lifting each other up instead of tearing each other down, that doesn’t erase the hour-long conversation that starts with “ I don’t want to judge but …..”. Don’t get me wrong I am not innocent, I can shit talk with the best of them. The one thing I don’t have is frenemies or do this strange dance of pretending to like someone when I can’t stand them. I can be accused of a lot but having the ability to fake liking someone is not one of them. It's not my most admirable trait but I know I have an active bitch face when It comes to being around people I do not enjoy. Come on ladies, come out of the closet put down those quotes posting fingers and announce it loud and proud. Just walk in the room “ I don’t like half of you, let’s meet in the middle, I won’t talk to you and you don’t talk to me” Imagine all the other things y’all can talk about on your never-ending girls’ trips.