"It's all about me". What else can you say about blogging? Who cares what I think, how I feel and what I eat? Maybe no one, but my hope is I will learn from this exercise, about myself and the world around me. These are tough times for humankind. I have a thin skin and can hardly bare to hear the daily news. After spending my career focused on child abuse and neglect, it is time for me to step back from the dark side, learn to breathe, and find joy in my relationships, my privileged life and my love of food.
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I don't know about you, but feeding my feelings has always been a way of coping. Hard day? Eat ice cream. Feel dejected? Have a bagel. Proud of an accomplishment? Lobster dipped in butter. As a result, I am constantly watching my weight, often to no avail.

I love to cook and participate in food related activities. The foodie world had exploded and I love it. There are a million food related blogs. This blog will not focus on recipes or ingredients but rather on the feelings that come from cooking a good meal, eating a luscious piece of cake, the burst of sweetness when biting into a fresh-picked ear of corn or the actual act of just consuming good food alone or with friends.

Don't know where this is going but I hope you will come along.