The past month has been filled with a ton of change/excitement/nerves/ emotion. And since it’s a very well known fact that any of these heightened things can be calmed by carbs, I’ve had a constant craving for gnocchi every minute I can recall for as long as I can recall minutes.  In a too-short span of time, I did the restaurant gnocchi thing, the pseudo-homemade gnocchi thing, the pizza thing, the pasta thing – I no-joke did every carby thing.  And now… my jeans are telling me to cool it.

Still craving comfort, I leaned on spaghetti squash and veggie-filled turkey meatballs.  I am, after all, about to take the biggest risk I’ve ever taken in all of my 30 great years.

Side note:  In the coming days, I will say goodbye to the only profession I’ve ever known (9 years!), Ariel will fly in from LA for Fun Fun Fun Fest, I will follow her back to LA for a week, and then… I will begin a new professional adventure.  More details to come!

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