I’ll save you the work. It’s Le Zie on 7th Avenue (in Chelsea) in Manhattan.

I’m really bad at socializing, but I bring a lot of food into work, and because we’re right next to the facilities department, there’s a lot of people walking by always looking for a snack.

Also: Merry Christmas Pink Ears!

With all that delicious baking and cooking that you do, how do you only know five people in real life? Are you writing in from a remote desert island or something?

Yay, team small support group. I know seven people in real life, and I gotta tell you, sometimes those extra two come in handy! I highly recommend picking up a spare.

Put those in my mouth!

Oh! That is so adorable! And I’m sure tastes amazing!

Those are beautiful. They look soooo good. I love choc/peppermint so I’d probably eat the whole plate.

Sounds cheery and tasty!

Mmmm, pierogi. That’s what I’m talking about!

Oh god that’s awful.  Just adding my good wishes.

Those are gorgeous cookies. Ditto the pierogi. I’ve been lazy with my pierogi lately and have been getting them from the market. But my in-laws just left, and I made quiche and cannelloni and we had market pierogi and a huge salad, and I made rum cake and my sister-in-law brought cherry pie and my other sister-in-law…

Oh no! I’ll be thinking about him and hoping he recovers fully! All the best to your family!

Double post! But, gives me the chance to add, because I’m an idiot and hit post too soon, how’s your holiday cooking/planning going?

Oh! And several varieties of pierogi, ready to go!

Are you kidding? They’re so beautiful that I want to put them on my Insta and pretend I made them! Merry Christmas, Pink Ears!

Thank you.

OMG! So sorry to hear that. Hope he recovers as quick as possible and all good thoughts for him, you and your family.

My cousin couldn’t breathe and he had to be taken to the hospital in an ambulance (he’s 26, so he’s still young enough to be on his mother’s insurance). Come to find out, his lung collapsed. He’s now in a medically-induced coma because the doctors want his body to heal.

Well, I’m at my parent’s house for Christmas. So far, I have been body shamed, verbally abused for explaining I would be away Xmas eve to attend my partner’s family’s Christmas party (and pick Mr RU up from the airport first), had to find a way to make a bed, and had to be incredibly grateful for being allowed to stay…