Consider this a tentative first step into the crowded realm of food blogging. I make no particular claim of expertise, nor do I expect my foodly forays to be especially unique. Rather, this blog is meant to facilitate a goal.

I’m a reasonably creative person, when given the opportunity, and I have most consistently expressed this through writing… and food. Or so I thought. But in a recent bout of self-reflection (an all-too-common and tiresome predilection of mine), I realized that my cooking is far from creative. I follow recipes. Sometimes, I combine multiple similar recipes into one. Yet I have never just taken a handful of ingredients and created something, as would a chef. I yearn for this capacity to nonchalantly make delicious things, ever adapting to the availability of fresh ingredients and according to the whimsy of my muse.

But I am not ready. I’m operating under the assumption that this is, to some extent, a learnable skill based on culinary experience and familiarity. Thus, if I just cook, regularly and adventurously, whether from someone else’s recipes or the twisted grottoes of my fancy, I will shuffle incrementally towards my goal.

Alas, despite my love of food and cooking, my fledgling skills languish more often than not. I will eat microwave-able convenience food, when lazy enough, and those times are frequent. Which is where you, dear as-yet-nonexistent reader, come in. I’m hoping that even a meager audience will be enough to spur me into culinary action. For those of you willing to slog through my overwrought prose, I will feel an obligation to generate content.

Hopefully, some will find this interesting. If not, I will be satisfied using this blog as a mere tool for personal development.

I must give fair warning, though, that my commentary will at times stray from the practical into the philosophical, and indeed onanistic. As you may have noticed, I like to discuss things, sometimes for the mere sake of discussing them.