Some people cook when they're stressed, finding a form of relief in the kitchen that isn't rivalled in other mind-numbing activities like watching tv, or less creative distractions like reading a good book that takes your mind away from whatever's bugging, temporarily. Other people only cook when they can set aside a good amount of time to be bothered with it, while still others avoid cooking altogether like a chore that is best relegated to those who have chosen to specialize in the field. Those that know me even just a wee bit know that I adore eating out. I relish every bit of the experience... from browsing restaurants online or au pied, to perusing new and interesting menus and hearing about an establishment's daily specials, and through the entire experience of trying something new or an absolute fave dish I can't move beyond.
However! Everything in moderation, as wise women (and men I suppose) have said before me. So I picked up a love of cooking some years ago and I dare say Rachel Ray better watch out now! (I still like ya Rachel, no hard feelings.) I was prompted to blog right now after wolfing down some turkey chili tacos that saw a little this and a little that extra with chick peas, cilantro, chapathi, lime juice, and a wee bit o' beer. Very lovely, and yes I'm boasting. If i could have added some fried plantains or edamame on the side I would have.
Which brings me to the very point of this blog post, finalement! One fine day, down the road, at some place on the map yet to be determined, YOU will have the opportunity to taste the world in one dish, any dish! Because while a career is in the making a love waits patiently in the sidelines, and one day in the hopefully not-too-distant future a restaurant will be born wher every global cuisine will rock out together and make happy music for those that are ready for the journey. And all who partake will know that it is good. And that it is mine ;)
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