Reincarnated several times over within this single lifetime, you would barely recognize me as that tender, wide-eyed child born those…29…ish…years ago — and that’s without the mask. Still, as life has dealt its blows and rendered its twisting turns, I have come to realize certain truths that have helped forge the chiseled, resilient and irritatingly handsome man I’ve become. Something of an Adonis-Antihero, really…but I find myself veering off-topic.
First, I am a bit of a smartass…sorry in advance for that. I just happen to find “caustic,” “random” and “irreverent” to be lost artistic media in dire need of a champion.
Now, primary among those remaining truths is that comfort breeds complacency and complacency gives birth to boredom. Those who are most hesitant to seek out a new experience seem invariably afraid that they may actually find one. Not this guy!! While some explore their world through travel (damn literal bastards) and others indulge more internalized pursuits, I have always been fascinated by the way the perfect food experience, at the ideal moment, can elicit immediate visual, olfactory and gustatory satisfaction while also – in that one moment – triggering a life-long affliction of ‘foodie-ism’ in even the most unsuspecting individual… Or, stated more scientifically:
So if you share my passions, be they culinary or smartassery in nature, I sincerely hope you will join me on this self-imposed odyssey as I continue to share my own fascinations…and learn much more about how little I actually know along the way…