When I finally learned that Food Matters
Several years ago I became convinced that food matters. Some may call me a “foodie” today, I definitely didn’t come to that title naturally.
You have to understand that when I say I’m not the world’s most fabulous cook, I’m not exaggerating. Over the last twenty-six years, we have moved nineteen times. Each move consisted of the smoke detector going off while I was cooking. (more…)
