1. I am a democratic sensualist. I will nibble a pricey tasting menu in wine country. I will hike up a mountain to tear through a rare pear. I will participate in every kind of ethnic cuisine. I will consume a 25-cent burrito from a discount grocery store, full of god-knows-what. I will try your kitchen science experiment. I will happily wolf down fast food. I will do macrobiotic, raw, vegan, gluten-free, organic, non-organic, low-sodium, low-carb, everything and anything. I will take it all on. If it tastes good, I will eat it again. If not, I won’t. Or maybe I will, if it is slathered with something tastier.
2. I will never go on a diet. It is like jabbing pins in my eyes. Though check back in a few years when I have children and my metabolism decreases. But I also can’t put down orders of chicken wings and potato skins like I used to in college. I believe in eating well, non-deprivation, and everything in moderation. If I’m not hungry, I won’t eat anything. When I am hungry, I usually eat with passion and presence. Food doesn’t deserve thoughtless consumption.
3. Blogger first, foodie second, cook third. I adore writing and photography. I love eating. I like cooking. But I am not a chef.
4. Most restaurants are good. You had a bad experience? Go again at a different time and order a different thing. You usually can’t go wrong with the house or server favorite.
5a. My taste is not better than your taste. Your taste is not better than mine either, though it may be more educated. My background is different from yours, which informs how salty, how spicy, how sweet, how texturey, etc.
5b. If I am misinformed, let me know. Start a dialogue. Educate me. But be nice and don’t condescend. We are all in this together.
6. Anything made with love and care is delicious. You put your blood, sweat, and tears into a dish? I will ask for seconds, no matter what.
7. Every edible has a story. Every story has an edible. I will not just tack up food porn photos and a recipe. You can go to a cookbook for that.
