I'm happy to be alive today because of food.
Well, specifically comfort food. The kind that, no matter how terrible your day was, will make you feel warm and safe and like everything will be alright.
I find that a lot of my comfort food comes from my childhood: pizza (and it has to be exactly the way my Dad made it, of course); spaghetti; all sorts of food that, should I ever feel particularly lonely and need some way to feel better (with the added bonus of not having to admit to anyone how I'm feeling at that precise moment in time), comfort food is the way to go.
It can make anywhere feel like home - and that is nothing to sneer at.
Snuggle up and enjoy life!
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