Back to Food

So, either I have an unhealthy relationship with food, or it might just be my passion. I've noticed this about myself recently. I meet someone, attractive: check!, nice and funny?: check! - Does he like Italian Food?(this seriously went through my mind - I'm telling you, I might have a problem) Sure, most people like Mexican fare, but is life really worth living without delicious red sauce?! I think not! This, my friends, might be a deal breaker for me. I haven't even begun to talk of the bread and oil and salads of Caesar and Italian decent... ahh carbs, how you haunt my dreams. And don't get me started on my true love for anything sweet! I'll eat so much that inevitably, 2 hours later, I'm home dying a slow death from the inside out. All the while thinking, "totally worth it."

So is eating the food my passion or could I love to cook it too?

Mission: find an affordable cooking class and take it for a spin.