Growing up and even now I would consider myself a rule follower. I don’t want to get myself in trouble; rules are there for a reason. You know, someone has walked this road before and the rules are there to guarantee you an easy ride. This went for recipes as well – you follow those instructions to a T or are left with a sad, inedible, disappointment. I’m looking at you double batch of blondies!
My mum on the other hand, to my complete dismay, played it fast and loose with recipes. As a child, I would become so upset when she would the change the recipe, adding, leaving out, and substituting as she pleased – before she even tried the recipe in its original form! I couldn’t even.
This summer will be the first where I am working full time. And because I work every other weekend, I have done massive amounts of planning to jam pack each weekend off. Weekend getaways, camping, and visits from out-of-town friends and family are on the horizon. I am so excited! Yet, I find myself time and again dreaming of all the barbeque I want to eat, the summer desserts I want to make, and the cocktails I want to sip.
You see, I recently came across the word hungerlust. It describes a person who lives each day thinking about their next meal. I definitely have hungerlust. Or does hungerlust have me? Either way, that is how I’ve ended up here. With a blog. A food blog. Something that finally justifies standing on stools taking pictures of my food. Now you can find all the products of my hungerlust right here!