Have you ever had that embarrassing situation when you had the pictures and recipe to share with, but you couldn’t come up with an idea for your post? I mean it’s always a way to write something like: “Hello, World! Let me introduce to you a stunning dish. Pudding – Alice. Alice – Pudding“, and so on. That could work out indeed. But I’ll reserve this ploy for those sad days I run out any decent ideas at all.
Hello, World. I’ve got to reveal one horrible thing about myself. I’m a person – disaster. And this is my next chapter of “Revelations”.
There are some foods you don’t particularly notice being a child or teen, but then, almost all at once, start to be obsessed with. My next food story is about gorgeous rhubarb, friends!
Being a child, we had a lot of rhubarb my parents used to grow in our summer cottage. I guess they might haven’t cultivated it – once planted rhubarb doesn’t need you attention. It just gradually conquers and annexes the surrounded territories. I could have enjoyed it during summer time if I had had any developed palate, but I just took it for granted. Perhaps it was the way too tart for a kid. My mom would make some kind of rhubarb drink and pies, and that were basically the only two things. I don’t know what happened, but then for a number of years it disappeared from that garden and quite soon we wouldn’t have that cottage as well.
Hello, World, and happy National Doughnut Day!
Indeed, I didn’t know about such a glorious day, but I was lucky to have some unpublished pictures. I haven’t made any donuts for 67 days and a couple of hours. Just saying :) I’m not going to be talking about these donuts any long because it’s the time for some new revelations.
It’s always interesting to me how people start cooking. In my case, everything seems to have started all of a sudden. At least I don’t remember any attempts to cook before that significant day.
I adore the book “Three Men in a Boat” by the English writer Jerome K. Jerome. It’s just a hilarious book, in my book (haha sorry for playing with the words). When I was a boy, I would read it over and over, sure the translated version. Unfortunately, I haven’t read it for a long time.
You may or may not agree but in my book, there is something more essential and fascinating in a food blog than its recipes. Sure, posting recipes is its objective. But the way you introduce them – your style – it’s something that makes the difference. Furthermore, what kind of person you are, what kind of chef you are and how did you end up being a food blogger – that’s the really fascinating stuff to me! If you’re looking for a recipe, you can just grab a cooking book. If you’re looking for a story or feelings behind this recipe, you’re welcome to a food blog! That’s why I’ve decided to start a new series of posts called Revelations where I’m going to narrate about some my biographical facts (how did I start cooking), about what kind of chef am I (definitely I will disclose why it’s ‘havoc in the kitchen’), and even about some personal characteristics which determine who I am in life. So far, I’ve come up with 6 topics, but I think there will be about 10 or even more.