my first non-takeout meal of my time in nashville, a celebration of making it through this very stressful week (buoyed by my amazing family, friends and boyfriend): the yellowtail tuna crudo and famous clam pie at folk
they put my mom on steroids for something and she called my hotel room at 4:30 am claiming i stole her laptop. walked into her hospital room and she was on the phone with doordash wondering why she couldn’t order $759 of fried chicken through the app. literal roid rage