About me
I’m a 43 year old married chick without kids, but with two cats who fill the bill. I’m an artist by education, and have done everything from making art (figure drawing is my thing), to teaching daycare, to working in a restaurant, to brewing beer professionally, to graphic design, to making bath and body care products, to volunteering for Slow Food, to running a combined CSA. In other words, I get bored easily.
I don’t think of food as fuel. I think of food as life. In my opinion it is what makes life worth living, and it should be cherished and appreciated, as should those with whom you enjoy it. One thing I have learned from my Italian relatives and friends is that healthy doesn’t have to mean boring. Some of the most phenomenal meals I have eaten in Italy were both incredibly simple and quite healthy.
Over the years, I have gone from cutting out fast food to cutting out (most) junk food, to cutting out processed food, to joining a CSA, to shopping mostly at farmers markets, to running a CSA where I can access almost all my food from local vendors (who practice good stewardship and sustainability), to now, when I find it difficult to eat out in a restaurant if I don’t know where the food comes from.This has nothing to do with dieting or losing weight, and everything to do with not eating industrially-produced food. I believe that industrial food is the cause of obesity, diabetes and heart disease.
My favorite drink is water–soda makes me gag (unless it’s ginger beer with some Gosling’s Black Seal–mmm, love me a Dark and Stormy!). As both a brewer and a dieter, I desperately miss my beer, but will forgo it for the cause. I know how to take one for the team, especially when the team is me. When I drink now, it’s wine or vodka/gin and club soda. I also enjoy an amaro digestivo now and again.
I often eat out of a measuring cup or measuring spoon. My measuring spoons are from a Tupperware party my sister hosted when I was 16. The others we have are from DHs grandmother’s house, and are probably older than me. Does that mean something? Does that sum up who I am. Hmmm. I never would have thought that’s how I would describe myself, but there you have it. When the priest doing our pre-marriage counseling asked me to tell her about myself the first thing out of my mouth was “My mother died when I was 16.” I was shocked to hear it. Now look how far I’ve come…
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