This past Tuesday I had another interesting talk with one of my mentors, a very wise older woman who often helps me see the light when it comes to, well, how I see things versus how they are. We somehow got around to discussing food and diet, which happens often, and I tried to explain how I often feel that I’m lacking focus on this blog and in life in general, I don’t know what my “culinary point of view” is and that just makes me think that I don’t know what I’m doing, what I want, what my message is, et cetera.
Sitting at lunch the other day, drooling over a picture of jerk chicken a familiar thought came floating through my mind:
This is the first post I’ve written on disappointing dinners out and how they screw with my food budget (and brain) and move right along to the following:
Hopefully, you’ve “found” the new site OK. It was a little complicated to change, and I think I may have lost some of you in the process, but there weren’t many ways around it…I’m still looking for a 100% solution, but this is where we’re at so far.