If you know me well, you know I love food. I am the kind of person that can think or talk about food, even during a meal. I know. It’s crazy. Yet I do have to restrain myself from eating everything that passes, or else I’m going to be the size of an elephant soon.
This week is finally heating up. Literally actually here, in The Netherlands the temperature is getting better and better. I still have a long way to go to fit perfectly in my bikini. So this week after my sickness I am getting back on the ‘Death by Kayla’-cycle. In the meanwhile I discovered some new
Once upon a time, there was a period that I hated cooking. I felt worthless in the kitchen. I knew how to boil an egg but that was about it. Later on when I moved out and lived by myself I understood that the key to good that was also a bit healthy is to