I have an interesting relationship with food.  I love food in every aspect.  I love eating it, of course, but also shopping, making, looking at and reading about food, too.  Food is my porn.  Even my art is about food.  But somehow food does not exactly love me back (now does that sound familiar to a lot of you?).  Not just gaining weight from over-induldging.  To spare the gory medical detail, let’s just say, sometime I have to eat only a handful of saltines for dinner. So when I can make good food, and eat it, that is that much special, so I want to share it albeit only cyberly (hm, might not be a word, yet).