Being entirely honest, I spend way too much time lurking around other people’s blogs. Tiny fuzzy animals doing incredibly cute things? Of course! Painfully awkward family pictures that remind me of my “homeschool” days? Oh yes. And oh- the food blogs. Bring it on, smittenkitchen, cakewrecks, whisk-kid… I’m hooked. I’m addicted beyond repair or remorse.
Needless to say with all the other blogs popping up, I wasn’t really required to add my voice to the rest of them. However, I’ve already bought into every other social networking site, so I figured it was just a matter of time until I jumped on the blog bandwagon as well.
I don’t really think anyone but me will read this. That’s fine. I keep taking picture of my food with my sad shifty camera, keep composing minor rants and raves in my head while I’m working through a particularly fascinating brain book, or listening to whatever new band is posted on daytrotter. This is more a storage spot as much as it is anything.
I love cake. I love neurology in all its detailed and unsettling forms. I’ll eat just about anything with gorgonzola or coconut milk. Musically, I lean towards the indie-rock folk persuasion, but welcome whatever is new and interesting (save country- can’t stomach it). And despite whatever else I do I am a barista at heart and always will be. So my various postings to come will be about these things...
