I started this blog primarily because I had a lot to say. And also because I love writing. I tried being active, though I was merely rambling here. I had absolutely nothing to write about. It was not because I ran out of things to say, but because I simply was in short of ideas to express them.
Not that I am here today full of mind-blowing ideas, but just because I thought I should write the way I feel like. And that’s the only idea I have in my mind. But it isn’t surely an innovative one.
Recently, I stumbled across an old blog, I doubt it is a blog that you are absolutely unaware of. Julia Powell, that’s her name, for those of you who want to google her. And for those who do not intend to leave this page (thank you), she is an amazing writer and was a blogger who rose into the limelight after launching her blog – THE JULIE/JULIA PROJECT; NOBODY HERE BUT US SERVANTLESS AMERICAN COOKS…
What comes next to your mind would obviously be: what was the blog about?
It was about her attempts to cook all the 536 recipes of the very famous cook – Julia Child.
It was after reading her blog that something struck me, she loved what she did. She just wrote stuff. Stuff that basically connects her love for food and her apparently “crappy outer borough kitchen”. (you better check this out: the blog – THE JULIE / JULIA PROJECT)
I wasn’t writing stuff, I was creating them. Some carefully curated. Some pretty hard to digest for myself. But basically, I wrote stuff that badly ached for a connection.
I am leaving the aestheticism behind, probably then I might actually find something that quite fits my size.
But I’m certainly not going to cook. Gotta keep my roof away from fire.