when i was a kid, a new family moved into our neighborhood. my parents wanted to welcome them, so my dad made a bowl of salsa and went over with my mom to introduce themselves. the husband of the new family was very excited when he got the salsaâhe was a professional chef and as such no one ever made food for him because they always assumed heâd think it was bad, just because he was a good cook.
the moral of the story: give your artist friends art! give your writing friends writing! and give your chef friends food! even if theyâre âbetterâ at it than you. i can assure you that theyâll love it regardless because it came from you.













