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My photos of food, and therefore the experiences framing what I eat, are snapshots of memory – a constant yet changing scrapbook.

I look back at some of them, and memories come flooding back. Being in love. My kids laughing in the background. Burning the first batch. The cat trying to steal the food.  Travel – in mind or body.

There were days I was longing or sad. Days I felt empty and the food filled me. Days my heart was bursting, because the people around me were happy too. Moments that I felt honored to be able to eat the food prepared, or fall into tastes and flavors new and sensual. A reminder, that there is always more to discover, there is always room to change and grow.

Sometimes food is a feeling. An inspiration. A quickly disappearing mirage of passion and creativity.

I’m glad I can picture them, so I don’t forget.