Food as metaphor - Smore's edition
yum for days The thing about deep, introspective people is that to them, everything is a metaphor- even food. It can't just be a cupcake - it has to be the over-hyped yet minimized version of their frosted childhood. It can't just be a box of chocolates - it has to be a heart-shaped prison housing unresolved trust issues. On the left is an instragram post from my buddy, James. In the same way, this certainly couldn't have just been a pretzel for James. James and I talked shortly after he took this picture and he mentioned that my gluttonous food grams I had been posting only highlighted the darkness of his own. Oh, look who stopped battling the Cloud of Darkness After reminding him about the errors in judging someone's life by their IG feed, I thought more about the metaphors hiding within my own kitchen. And that bring us to....... the S'mores Rice Krispy treat. They are sticky and sweet, homey and comforting. But underneath there is
