the beginning

Last year, my very close and very personal friend, Lisa D. tore her ACL. While she was recovering and stuck in bed for days, my mom (Alyson) and I brought her tons of delicious baked goods from a lovely bakery called Flour. But that's not what this story is about, I mention it because when she had all of this time to lounge in her bed with a crazy ass machine attached to her knee, she started a blog. Since she's a registered dietitian, it made sense that it was all about food. And since I'm not registered for anything and currently unemployed, mine will be about whatever I feel like.

For example I have tons of material just from today: the madness that is Berkeley Bowl, Nicole (one of my roommates) making hummus not with a few cloves of garlic, but putting three entire garlic bulbs in a batch, or when I broiled asparagus until smoke came out of the oven. And this is just about food. There's also a lovely and loud conversation I had with my mom (Alyson), and when Sam (The Boy) called mid-way though me writing this to suggest that I start a blog.

I'll start slow. Don't want to scare anyone off just yet, but this is just the beginning.