Before that deadline goes "Whooshing" by...

Before 2011 takes it's swan song into 2012 and my life over the last twelve months melts into a distant memory, I thought it would be a good idea to squeak in that New Year's resolution I made at an overnight stay in the Camden Ski Hut with the Millers.  

Muffin & Brett Miller Jan 1, 2011

After several spirited sled rides down a narrow trail in the dark dodging dogs, branches and my husband in his salmon pants; I remember rewarding myself with "several" stiff sips of Brett's home brew and a huge chicken burrito with a Rice-a-Roni slider, a true San Fransisco treat.

The Famous Salmon Pants Circa 2011

 

Resolutions are a way of saying to yourself, "get up off your lazy ass and do something different!" The upshot here is the lack of repercussions if you fail to either start or finish that new-found purpose in your life. Another year can blithely pass by with your resolution quietly dissolving into a vault of good intentions that never materialized. Ah-ha, but not this year friends. So let me preface the details of my resolution by saying, it was a pretty pedestrian choice given my state of mind at the time which was happily unemployed. Back on January 1, 2011 I safely decided to take up:

A HOBBY

Now THAT is living on the wild side! But here's the deal or should I say, the path that led me to my hobby. After a year filled with a great deal of changes and well... life, I realized the hobby was something I was already knee deep in for quite some time, years in fact. The hobby is a mouth full, no pun intended > Keep a journal on my love of home cooking, beautiful food, eating out at restaurants, reading about food, looking at food porn, watching movies about food and having food moments so intense it makes my husband roll his eyes in mock disgust. It's hard to make a one word title for a hobby like that. Crumb Brulee will have to suffice.

So why now? Why call out food journaling as a hobby?

Well folks, because I needed a creative outlet, a self absorbed place all my own, and yes Blogs are monuments to self-absorption. Let’s get this straight Blogs are all about Me - Me -Me 100% of the time. This particular Blog is a 40 something Mainer's food journal. If that sounds interesting to you then welcome aboard.

If you don’t like it, go suck it [ sorry Mom :) ]