aunt yvette’s kitchen

oh my fucking god, when I tell you that I cried eating this I fucking mean it. The experience is pure gratitude. Looking up to the heavens, happy I was born for once. After my first time, I turned to my partner with tears in my eyes and told him we could never move out of Los Angeles and I fucking meant it. I took my mom and sister here and they officially granted me permanent Restaurant Selection rights. Yes, finally some respect. I am not a typically a beef eater but the beef… the IC...