I grew up in a family where savory/spicy foods were a thing. Soups, stew, yam porridge, fries, scrambled eggs, name it. My dad loved spicy food, and still does. The pepper had to be there. Salt was another

Eight cards. Zero ambiguity. The universe has thoughts. I pulled an eight-card weekend spread this morning using the Queer Tarot — and I have to say, the cards are practically throwing a party on my behalf.