The past couple of days at work, I've been surfing the blog world, looking for good food blogs to link to our restaurant equipment blog. I LOVE these blogs... I've linked to them from my personal blog. There are easy recipes, and hard ones too, with witty side comments and a brief look into the chef's life. I dove into these blogs - and had a hard time getting back to the other work that had to be done. I love reading the recipes, imagining how they will taste and get really excited about trying them. My favorite thing to do is go out to dinner and have some good food and some good wine. My favorite part of the book "Eat Pray Love" was the part where she goes to Italy and she spends an entire chapter describing this pizza she ate! I swear, I dream of this pizza!
Could this be my passion? Embrace it! Cook for complete strangers and have them lavish compliments over me! I could do that! I would be happy. I really want to learn how to bake. This, I'm told, takes real practice. I hope practice makes perfect because I'm short on practice and my cookies turn out crispy (read: burnt) and cakes always crack right down the middle. Betsy Crocker, I'm not!
Why can't this be my passion? Besides the fact I'd weigh 400 lbs if I ate the way I truly want to... I am decidedly too picky for food to be my passion. My list of "likes" is WAY shorter than my list of "not likes." I don't do seafood (though I try, I really do!) and I don't really enjoy most vegis. How can one consider herself a foodie, a food connoisseur, if you don't like these two major ingredients?! I could eat my body weight in sweets though, so I guess it's a good thing I'm a bad baker! My curvy, but still desirable-sized ass thanks me for that! I can't run far enough to make up for the amount of delicious sweets that I could devour in one sitting... and my poor belly aches just thinking of it...
So the search continues...
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