The Steak & The Egg
@_SteakAndEggs
Steak & Egg Enthusiast.
From Big Pharma to Mother Nature From OxyContin to Steaggs From Lost to Learning From severe depression to lover of life From addict to addict I tried fighting my addictive nature, it was a fool’s errand. I’ve channeled my addictive nature from a burden into an asset.
Life is much much simpler then they would have you believe
Routines make the weak stronger & the strong weaker.
Frenchie & Toasted focaccia has been my go to for the past few weeks
“Slooooooow down, your doing fine, don’t gotta worry bout everything all the time Slooooooow down, your doing great, all ya got to do is cook some Eggs with Steak”
I choose violence this morning Haven’t dead’d in a couple months so a 325x5 and 400 x 2 felt good enough.
Comfort has destroyed more men than adversity ever could.
Finished product is not bad. Sausage & ricotta ravioli, with garlic basil rosé sauce and garlic flatbread points. Many thanks to my friend @_SteakAndEggs for answering my noob questions.
Duck egg fresh pasta for hand made sausage ravioli. I've never made it before, so wish me luck! 🤞
“You must leave the world more beautiful than you found it” This is something my parents instilled in me from the start. It’s more than just a lesson or a saying. It’s the meaning of life itself.
I owe so much to the nice old herbalist who owned this home before us. Her thyme feeds the bees. Her apothecary is now the honey house. You must leave the world more beautiful than you found it.
A little bit of rush with a taste for the finer things—— The French tornado was born
This is my sweat from my hot yoga class this morning
Addiction can be your greatest strength or your greatest weakness. Most people choose to fight addiction. Honorable endeavor but not a righteous one. You must channel your addictive nature; what was once your heaviest burden becomes your greatest asset.
Addiction is the soul’s attempt to make the material feel holy—to fill a God-shaped void with pleasure, fame, or chemicals. After fighting ended, I spiraled. The devil attacked me, but God allowed it, because rock bottom wasn’t the end.; it was the path back to Him.