Then one day, I was looking through the photos on my Blackberry (yes, the dreaded Blackberry which I am almost permanently attached to) and I realised I take a lot of pictures of food. It occurred to me that there was always a story behind each photo I'd taken, a reason why that meal meant something to me, a reason why that particular food had a memory attached to it, a reason why I'd taken that photo.
So, I decided why not combine my two interests - writing and food. I love to cook and I love to eat. I love to try out new recipes and perfect old ones. I love having people over for dinner, or even just cooking for my house mates. Most of all, I love the appreciation that comes from putting together a satisfying meal. Eventually I figured, why not write about that.
This blog is going to tell the story of all the various recipes me and my house mates try out (determined to prove that students can indeed cook). I live in a house where everybody loves food, and appreciates a good meal. We all cook for each other which means that we all get to try new recipes and new foods on a regular basis.
Over the past few months, I've come to realise that there is a simple happiness to be found in sitting down at the dinner table, at the end of a long day, with people you love, sharing anecdotes and eating together.
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