Sunday, May 16, 2010
Food drives our bodies, soothes our souls and gathers families around a common table in ways that make humanity so uniquely connected. I’ve been cooking for others since I was a teenager. Before I even had my driver’s license I would plan our meals and my mom would drop me off at the grocery store so I could do the shopping for our family for the week. Our relationship with food defines so many of us, whether as foodies, food addicts or just flat out gluttons. I like to think I’ve evolved into a foodie of the most accessible variety. I love browsing the farmer’s market on weekends, throwing together the freshest ingredients to see what will come of it. But I must confess, I lack the worldly pretension that seems to define a true 21st century bona fide foodie. I don’t like sushi (I’ve tried it but my roots in the bovine regions of central Ontario trump the taste of pungent seaweed on my tongue), I will never be the gastronomical adventurer sampling dry roasted grasshoppers on the sidewalks of Khao San Road and in the darkest moments of existential angst I will always turn to a classic grilled cheese and a glass of Australian red wine. In life I try to blend my love of clean, natural food with my aesthetic passion for photography. This blog is the culmination of those two passions as I blend flavours and images in the hopes of inspiring you to reevaluate your relationship with the stuff that fuels you. Thank you for joining me on this journey. Cheers. Christa.