Apparently if I’m left unsupervised on any sort of holiday in lockdown I will blast 80s music and day drink. Now we know.

And I’m attempting to make homemade blinis because I bought caviar and champagne because yolo.

Current song: A Flock of Seagulls. I Ran. I’m kind of having the best day.

Ramekin story for you: At the Italian restaurant I tended bar at, whenever the chef saw a woman he thought was worthy, he’d say, “Pass me a ramekin”. Took naive Michelle a while to understand.

Don’t Answer Me.
The Allan Parsons Project.
I’m dropping blinis in the pan now.

Not bad.

Okay time for a Prosecco and Corey Hart break.

There are times in my life when I’ve been VERY responsible. Today is not one of them.

You are the sun.
You are the rain.
That makes my life this foolish game.

Batch #2 coming up and What’s Love Got To Do With It.

What’s a good Prosecco chaser?

This. is. Potential.

I AM THE BLINI QUEEN.