Ever since Susan of Food Blogga kindly nominated me for the Thinking Blogger Award,
these pages have been curiously silent. I would like to chalk it up to extensive travel, other commitments and a general lack of balance in my life. But if I am brutally honest with myself, I suspect that I feel a bit intimidated and have seriously pondered how to ensure that I am up for the daunting task of properly communicating my message to the food blogging community and my readership at large. This blog was originally created to emphasize the connection between food and family-in mine and in yours. I have shared some of my family’s heritage, stories and traditions and have encouraged you to reminisce about yours. But I know that I haven’t even approached the tip of the iceberg. There is so much more to share!
Today is one of those exceedingly rare days when I have nothing on the agenda other than to catch up on my food reading and writing. Nothing could be more glorious. I am not at home overlooking the Gulf of Mexico or on a hilltop in the Smoky Mountains but rather in a hotel room on the outskirts of Atlanta. While that does not qualify as one of the most beautiful settings I have found myself in lately, I am experiencing something that is perhaps more precious -time to myself to muse.
One of the blogs I enjoy reading regularly is Play with Food. Deborah always has some thought-provoking ideas, beautiful photography and of course some delectable recipes. Her most recent post, Hits vs Dialogue, reinforced that I have missed my new-found friends in the food blogging community. By not reading my favorite blogs, I haven’t been able to thoughtfully comment and enjoy one of those comforting conversations. By not writing, I have prevented myself from the inspiration and encouragement that your comments provide.
So now that I am convinced that my online presence is nourishment for my soul, I have lots to share: a weekend with friends on Cape Cod, a culinary adventure with my grandchildren, an incredibly romantic birthday weekend at Blackberry Farm, exquisitely planned and executed by my husband and a report from tomorrow’s Slow Food Bloomington Chefs Dinner hosted by Christine from My Plate or Yours.
Thanks for “listening”. See you soon.