Recently I was at my husband’s company office party and was talking to another plus one when the topic of this little blog came up. It was my husband, he’s a bit of a braggart, in every good way possible, but I find myself always a bit leery and shy about mentioning this space. I am always proud of these recipes, I mean we’ve eaten every single one of them with gusto, the scale will confirm. And I’m enjoying learning about photography, even if none of it comes close to satisfying my inner perfectionist. But as I was sheepishly talking the question came up of what kind of food I like to make. Despite the frequency I’m asked this question I’m always a little baffled. I’m never sure what is meant — world cuisine like Indian food, am I an Indian food blogger? or perhaps they mean sweets, am I a cupcake, pie and all things sugar blogger? Errm, I tend to complicate things a bit. Be thankful I stopped there in this mind divulge. But despite this confusing question somehow I push past these conundrums haphazardly throwing them around my brain and always come up with the same answer: the things I love. (I mean, it’s true, and well, the first thing that comes to my mind — how awkward would it be if I just stared back trying to think of the answer to this question when I have been doing it for four years now?!)
I tend to interpret this into an even shorter answer: everything. I feel that covers all my bases. And I do try to dabble in a bit of everything, except, I am extremely picky. I don’t like greens, unless they are in their raw leafy state. I don’t like eggplant or custard or things that tend to squish in my mouth. I hate coconut and pineapple and pretty much everything tropical, unless we’re talking location. But that is way more answer than any interest-pretending person would ever care to here mumble out of my mouth. This time, however, I was asked and I think the most honest answer flew out of my mouth before I could stop it, and when I heard it, I wholeheartedly agreed with it: I cook and bake a little of everything. I try to spread the love, but if it were up to me it would totally be a pasta blog. Yes! A pasta blog. I, myself, could never get bored of pasta. Not even just one pasta dish. I could eat spaghetti for months before wanting to maybe throw in a meatball or two to “spice things up”. I’m sure this makes me boring and lacking inspiration — sorry to burst any bubble you might have of me, but both are true.
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