When I first started my foodie blog, I was suffering from extreme pharmacy-induced vertigo, holding onto my couch, thinking this was the absolute bottom. And all I wanted to do was make cookies. Not eat them. Just make them. I was drawn to my wooden spoons. Seeking the comfort of making a homemade pie with my tiny hands. Even though I could not see straight, food brought me back from the edge.
Now, I will admit, I am quite lost. I am going through an even darker period which I did not think was possible. I considered walking away from the food and blogging for a while but without it, I have no joy. Nothing that is going to make a horrible situation better. Things may not improve but food helps. It helps me. It helps others. So I am going to pick up a wooden spoon and continue my foodie journey.
You are going to notice that my blog is going to be different. Not the layout, not the foodie weirdness or me (well, maybe I will change) but my posts. My posts are going to be different because everything has changed. I don’t know if anything will be the same again. So consider me a foodie nomad. Please, don’t ask me questions. I can tell you I am OK so don’t worry about me. What is going on around me is not my story to tell.
What I will share is I am currently working of product reviews and making some good old fashioned comfort food. See what makes the grade and what doesn’t.
I honestly can’t tell you how I am going to do this but somehow, I am. There will be no regimented schedule. I will only take on things I want and need to do. And if I disappear for a while, it is because life is just a little too hard.
But cookies will be made. Soup will be slurped. I will keep making food and trying to turn the worst phase of my life into something worth writing about and photographing. I hope you stay with me. Stay open to the process and know that it really helps having you with me.
May we all find a little spark of spice in a dark hard world.