I don’t enjoy eating anymore. I’ll eat, sometimes five times, seven times a day. I don’t enjoy it. Sometimes something surprises me and I enjoy it; last night it was a burrata and pea shoot mish-mash…
I don’t enjoy eating anymore. I’ll eat, sometimes five times, seven times a day. I don’t enjoy it. Sometimes something surprises me and I enjoy it; last night it was a burrata and pea shoot mish-mash…