Faux Pasta: A Sister Cooking Blog

Working from Chicago this week (BTW: SO HAPPY) and staying with my parents out in the ‘burbs even though I’m allowed to stay in a hotel, because hotels won’t greet you with a bowl of berry gazpacho they made with a broken arm.

Well, maybe. There’s probably a wild concept Icelandic hotel that also had a triathlon training accident and an excellent supply of berries at the Reykjavik Costco, but I’m sure it’s not as fun as my mom.

-Paulina