I’m guessing my first and foremost sentence should be an apology for my blundering neglect I have forced upon you the past week while I was basking in the Spanish sun, consuming Sangria by the pint with a very limited internet connection (sorry). However, I am back, bringing some of the sun with me in todays summer’y paleo-friendly appetizers.
Nothing screams comfort food like Sunday does. Let’s not lie to ourselves, Sunday emits a particularly alluring sentiment towards the element of casually and subconsciously treating yourself to something delicious to stop you from feeling sorry for yourself (while you watch Keeping Up with the Kardashians
in your pyjamas). Hungover or not; it’s going to happen and what better way to spend a Sunday evening other than sticking a movie on with a choice cup of hot cocoa.