This blog helps force me to produce some moderately coherent thoughts about the stuff I eat, which in turn frees up valuable brain space for further musings on subjects such as raisins versus craisins, that California initiative to begin charging for grocery bags, and just why it is that pho is so darn satisfying (is it the MSG?). I am 29. I think the world would be a cold, dead place without garlic, ginger, chiles and Nutella. Nothing makes me happier than lying on my sofa with a novel and a cup of milky tea. Cookies don't hurt either.
You can email me if you promise to be gentle.