I love food and I like to believe that food loves me back.
Yes, yes, I know, everyone loves food and everyone loooooves to talk about how much they love food. But really, I love food. I love it like my child, my friend, my boyfriend, sister, mother, father….- you get the point.
Some people play tennis, some play soccer, or play guitar, I, on the other hand, read about food. Talk about food. Eat food. Imagine eating food. Look at food. Cook food.
It’s really an integral part of my life.
As I sit here on a Wednesday night, half listening to Mysteries of Laura, half reading (okay, who am I kidding, completely and utterly reading) Jonathan Gold’s 101 list, for the 1000th time (don’t judge), I felt compelled to write about my infatuation for allll things food.
Whilst occasionally laughing at whatever absurd comment Debra Messing’s character has just said and once again drooling over Jonathan’s (yes, we are on first name basis) (no we are actually aren’t) list, I realized that I don’t currently have the funds to go to every restaurant on the list in order from 100-1, so my $2 dollar Trader Joe’s popcorn will have to be my companion for the night.
**This is a place for all Jonathan Gold, food eating/watching/reading/cooking obsessed people out there. It is a place for me to write down what is in my head rather than just continuously having a conversation within my own mind. OR really it’s a place for people who love these guys, ( ), as much as me. I hope you enjoy 🙂