“If more of us valued food
and cheer and song above hoarded gold, it would be a merrier world.” J.R.R. Tolkien
Hi everyone, nice to meet you all.
I’m Alex. I love books, heavy metal, the art of growing beards, and food. There
is nothing better for me than putting a perfectly composed bite of food into my
unfortunately undersized mouth, seriously, the dentist told me I have a small
mouth, all my teeth won’t even fit in there. I feel this little dude's pain:
I’m not a foodie by any stretch of the imagination, but I love food.
I recently started working at a
local organic food shop in the meat department where we make almost everything
in house and I realized after a few weeks of being there, “Dude! You don’t
actually know how to do any of those fancy-schmancy techniques you learned the
words for! You don’t really even know how to cook anything that’s not breakfast
or pasta!” Then everyone stared at me and wondered why I was shouting at myself
(I wasn’t, and they didn’t.) So I resolved to:
1.
Sack up.
2.
Get a few cookbooks with a variety of recipes
that don’t look too difficult.
3.
Cook my way through them (ish)
4.
Engage in moderately narcissistic behavior and
write about my successes and (mostly) failures (I imagine) on the internet.
Until next time comrades,
Alex
