We’re all changelings, right?  No? Well, I’d be worried if I were you.  The past year has brought me love and light, a partner who’s too good to be true, a new appreciation for beer (as wine sulks in the corner), lots of food and of course, an extra ten pounds.  Softness is the sign of a life well lived, right?  Right.

I’ve been thinking to myself recently, “gosh, I seem to have less time for cooking and blogging these days.”  But, as I am the master of my own destiny, I wonder if that’s really true.  I actually cook quite a bit – it’s just that I forget to whip out the camera, plan ahead, stage the situation, make time for shooting.  And of course, there’s the photo processing, settling in to write the blog, so forth.  More effort has to be made.

I also wonder why this blog couldn’t be about more than cooking, seeing as how I’m certainly about more than cooking. Hell, I have all kinds of photos, thoughts, and culinary experiences that take place outside my own kitchen to share. So maybe I’ll do just that. Maybe I’ll start blogging about those things. Soon.