I am crazy about food and what it does for us not so much nutritionally but emotionally. I could consider food to be the core of my universe. I use it to show love. I use it to broaden experiences. I use it bring back the past. I can't get enough of it. I found a post today from a London pastry chef that nearly moved me to tears. She wrote it December 1, 2005 and I am going to link to it here. It is a short blog post but is worth a read. It is exactly how I feel about food.
So who's coming for dinner?