I also love food. It's probably the thing I think, talk, read, anything about most in my life. Since I was little my Dad involved me in everything food, from Julia Child on PBS to the weekly trip to the grocery store or being his su chef. I started cooking myself scrambled eggs before ballet because I was tired of frozen dinners and it took off from there! Now, I can't imagine a day without a focus on food: a google reader full of DC themed blogs to track new and exciting restaurants, a gifted subscription of Bon Appetit (RIP, Gourmet) for inspiration, and the weekend soundtrack of Food Network and Cooking Channel.
There is something so satisfying to me about getting into the kitchen, setting a goal, and mmm-ing yourself congratulations for a job well done. My feet may hurt, my fingers may be cramped from way too many 1 uL pipet transfers, and my tendonitis-y knees might be giving out from the uphill bike commute home but I am content and centered at the end of that meal. As much as cooking brings me happiness, I needed a reminder to take care of myself despite my hectic schedule.
My answer to this problem was to buy myself the big girl camera I've always wanted to motivate, make people in my life aware of my predicament, and sharing my kitchen and my story with you. It will be messy and all over the place, but always delicious!