I love the fact that I now love food. For years, I ran away from food, and more than anything, I feared it. Someone once told me in college that I should “eat to live and not live to eat,” but at a point when I was consumed mentally by calories, food, and my body
VOID FILLING.
My kitchen escapades have disastrous stories often attached to include overflowing pots of quiona, burnt tofu platters, and a microwave fire, among other great tales. I recently discovered however exactly why I am such a terrible cook. After spending a lifetime being afraid of food and my potential lack of control around food, I avoided kitchens with every fiber in