I CAN'T IMAGINE a better way to get over a post-travel bug than waking up to homemade granola and berries at 11am.
It's true that the simpler recipes are the ones that end up both looking and tasting the best, isn't it? From the stress of picking classes and meeting so many other equally excited people in a single day then museum hopping with parents, to experiencing the craziest, dustiest, and most exhilarating outdoor concert I've ever been to with Mon, my weekend in LA for college orientation was an absolute whirlwind. I've never seen so many fuzzy neon boots and electric lighters in my life- yea, that kind of concert.
But somewhere between wandering around campus by myself in the early morning haze the day after orientation, and taking in every ivy covered brick building (while foreign tourists photographed the hell out of everything) the realization that I am truly so blessed to be moving to LA and studying at a dream university this fall hit me. And suddenly things started to feel so much more right.