Thursday, November 26, 2009


I cherish meals I can enjoy alone. The peacefulness allows me to savour the taste of my food.

I like running alone. I love the morning chill as my breath beats to the rhythm of my footsteps.
I love the smell of a warm comforting breakfast as I run by the houses. I love the smell butter and sugar as I run past bakeries that haven't opened its doors for the day yet. Food makes me smile.


I always thought that I wouldn't mind living this lifestyle. After all, I am an independent woman who can take care of herself. However, I am starting to believe that it is human nature to seek
companionship (probably for procreation reasons).

Is it just me or can you feel the moment when you get fed up with being single and you long to establish an intimate relationship? Somehow having your friends and immediate family isn't enough anymore.

Since I've met you, I can't seem to remember a moment without you.

You left yesterday.

I thought I would stop time and enjoy this alone moment.

But it doesn't feel right. Even cooking and baking doesn't seem as satisfying as when I knew that you were near.

So this is what people mean when they say that they are "missing their other half." I miss my other half. You make me happy.

...Like FOOD :)

Wednesday, November 11, 2009


I never quite understood why my mother got so mad at us when we didn't rush to the dinner table when she called. She would yell until her voice grew hoarse. I thought she was playing game with us. The last person to the table wins. Usually, my dad or I would win.

I never quite understood why my mother would come home moody. She would make a loud raucous while wrestling with the pile of unwashed dishes in the sink. I thought she was creating her own rock and roll band.

I never quite understood why chauvinistic men think they should be treated like kings.

You cook.

You do the dishes.

I've worked all day. I deserve to rest.

The world from their perspective is so narrow, it's almost like playing a game of Where's Waldo?; so caught up in themselves, they don't even notice the people around them.

WAKE UP! Modern women work too.

Dear Mom,

I'm sorry. You've warn me when I was younger that being a woman is hard but I never understood. Playing the roles of a mother, wife, daughter, daughter-in-law, sibling, and career woman all seemed the same to me.

Now that I'm older and wiser, my world has also gotten bigger. I notice the wrinkles on your hands are from washing too many dishes. The callus on your feet are from walking the distance to get us what we wanted. We didn't deserve the prize. We're not worthy of your grand heart.

I know you've worked so hard to pave a better path for us.

You come first in my life. Next comes my search for a good man.

Wish me luck.

Slather with lots of Lotion and Love,

Your Daughter

Wednesday, November 4, 2009


Funny how every year, no matter how old I get, I always speak of my future starting with the lines, "Well, when I grow up...".

I define growing up as having a stable career but I haven't found my niche yet. I wander aimlessly from job to job. At every job, my employers constantly praised me for a job well done.

No, I don't deserve the compliments. I wouldn't call this place home. I wouldn't consider all of you my family.

When I can have that kind of relationship with an organization, then I know that that is where I want my career to begin. Then, I have grown up.

I noticed a lot of food bloggers who realized through their blogging experience that they want to dedicate their careers to promoting nutrition and healthy living.

I secretly started this blog because I wasn't ready to reveal my food obsession. I started this blog approximately 11 months ago. Not very avid in the beginning, but now I'm hooked.

My ideal career encourages others to be active and live a healthy lifestyle. Finding that perfect organization can be difficult. Working in the food and health industry may be risky because they constantly have to be on the lookout for new additions to their product lines.

However, I started this blog wanting to find true happiness and if that happiness lies in my passion for food, then it's time to break down that barrier and start searching.