You know those days when you wake up and you’re absolutely, irrevocably, 100% determined to make ALL THE THINGS? And nothing can or will stop you. Kind of like on Thanksgiving, but not. Because this is just a random Wednesday morning and you have IDEAS. All of a sudden, you’re flooded with all this recipe inspiration. Stuff that maybe you’ve been subconsciously saving up all week, just to torture yourself. I mean when you think about it, thrusting yourself elbow-deep in pie crust, failed hummus and experimental cupcakes could definitely be perceived as a brutal form of self-harm.