To say that food is my life would be a large understatement. My father is a chef, my grandmother a baker, my brother a pastry chef, and my mother a food critic. It is kind of in blood.
I love food, and not just eating it. I love cooking it, baking it, preparing it. I think the "trend" these days is to brag about how much you looove food and how much food you can eat. But do you really love food? I mean love it, everything about it. Do you love the way it smells, the way it prepares? Do you love cooking it and learning new recipes? I do.
I think I love to cook because it really brings my family together and it is also a stress reliever for me. I think it is calming, it is a self act. It is a way to show affection and emotion. You can truly show so many emotions through cooking, or even just one dish.
Food is one of the simple pleasures in life. It brings people together, and it brings happiness, at least to me. I think about my next meal all the time. I probably get TOO excited to eat at times. I will try any food at least one time in my life, and if I don't like it, then that's fine because at least I tried something new. I was never that kid growing up that my parents had to bribe me to try something new, I was happy to do it.
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