Seriously addicted to food blogs, and every little item that makes them ‘happen’. (SMILE!)
I wandered into the world of food blogging on a stumble, a fumble, a cue to explore another venue. I’d been a contributing member of a travel blog for a few years, posting a recipe every now and then, but my foodie experience with the group was limited. After all, we really weren’t that concerned about food (exception, dining to sustain the days of lolling about on our vacations). We held a kinship of a world, separate of this one, existing south along beaches of white sand, water tranquil blue, and sea creatures exquisite and extraordinaire.
Time came, went, and I arrived at the realization that I needed something to engage myself within, and while I still dearly love my connections from the past, it was time for me to move to another endeavor. With my youngest daughter leaving to attend college this past fall, and my other daughter living hundreds of miles to the west, I knew I needed to engage in something that would allow me to wallow through the empty nest, and hopefully find a creative outlet to express my new awakening.
Stumble, fumble, explore….this is what you will find me doing these days. I trip over all things, food, and at any given moment I might just know what I’m doing. We just never know, but if you’ll come along on this journey with me I will allow you all that comes with knowing the inner me. I don’t pursue perfection these days. No! I simply enjoy the journey toward creating. Cookies, muffins and sweet breads have always been my favorite escapes. Within the past two years, I’ve begun a foray into sourdough bread baking. This experience has become my favored quest. Flour, water, and time create a universe within a world that forever requires change. Nothing has been more life altering for me. I find bread a journey, an art form, a beginning, an end, and most gratefully, a renewal.