Thread by @johnsonbecky

my husband, high, getting things done while i, over here, also high, am deeply useless.

*weed.

like, he’s roasting vegetables.

and, also, timing them all out so they all end up cooked at the same time! how does he do this? i can’t do this normal.

i tried to catch a fruit fly in my hand and failed.

he’s adding more spices and cutting up cheese thinly with a device i have never seen.

the device may be a knife. hard to see well from here. thought it was a...wire? a possible wire?

oh my god; i think he is making roasted endive with blue cheese. it’s really easy; you guys should make it.

we are listening to @cbcradio.

something about dante.

should i watch nomadland?

yeah...right?

i am only high* and awake because we ended up with some shake. this is fun. retro.

*(weed).

oh my goodness, the food he is making looks so good and complex.

am i an artist?

also, can’t tell if the endive is ready or if he is just “massaging it.”

still listening to this dante stuff on @cbcradio.

revelation: he has been setting alarms.

everything smells amazing.

oh, shit; those endives for sure still need to go in the oven.

he’s on it.

just...didn’t see this coming.

he is so steady - changing racks in the oven, listening to crackling cheese.

it’s a humid cold out, but i feel warm.

am i stuart mclean?

food feels imminent.

the endives look perfect.