It's never too late

Better late than never, they say. Well, it's been a long time coming, but here I am anyway. At long last, I have decided to give my passion a voice, a platform... and even perhaps a bit of therapy too. See, the love I have for all things edible borders on the pathological. Or perhaps more on the pathetic? Humm, I don't know... That's a tough choice. Either way, this obsession needs some form of outlet.

So here I am, about to start sharing so many of the ingredients, meals, dicoveries, recipes and memories that have been shaping my world, my whole life. Meals that have at times elevated my soul to the Heavens, meals that have caused me to think, "Why am I slaving over this dish exactly?", meals that have soothed my son's bellie, and other meals that have {unfortunately} sent my dear husband to the emergency room (long story involving too much hot sauce on a chili that was meant to be mild to start with, but I'll have to get back to that one later).

Food is so powerful. It moves people, it changes people, it makes certain moments forever engraved in our hearts. And talk about therapy, food is therapy sometimes. I know it is for me. Whenever I need to feel some love, I just start cookin'. Now, for my obsession on food, I'm not sure what type of help is out there. But I am starting here. On my brand spankin' new blog. And I can't wait to share all the things I am so friande of, or so very fond of. So here I go.

Happy reading!