Gee it’s been a while. Scratch that. A fair bit more than a while. The past few months have seen me picked up by a cyclone, whirled about, flipped into the eye for a brief moment of calm, and then thrown headfirst back into the whirlpool of uni/college/work/travel/life-in-general. I’m close to being spat out for good. Whumped down on the ground, hair mussed up (I really should get it cut – been meaning to for weeks now – not that you want to know), rather exhausted but otherwise unscathed (here’s hoping). You’ll be hearing far more from this scatter-brain after that. Give it six weeks or so. And I’ve missed you. No, seriously. I don’t do soppy but amidst the crazy happenings of the past few months, there’s been an ouchie in my chest that continues to expand ever so slightly as time goes on. A void that craves connection with the culinary world – to invent, to cook, to write, to discuss, heck to even be haunted by it in your dreams. And no that doesn’t mean being chased by a giant saucepan – there are those of you out there who’ll know what I mean. I’ve maybe even missed photographing. Now that means something. I’m telling you. Continue reading
