I really don’t know when or where my love affair with food begun, but it slowly creeped into my life rendering me a full blown foodie. And don’t get me wrong, I’m not the type of ooh la la foodie who dreams of fine dining and dishes named in long french words which probably translates to ‘green beans in butter’. I love food in all of its glory, from chunky spaghetti bolognese, to a simple yet so satisfying macaroon, to a big fat beef burger drenched in barbeque sauce. My vice though is ice cream. Oooh yeah.
My obsession with taking photos of my food has also lead to commentary ranging from “you are so embarrassing” to “you should be a food critic!”, neither of which I think are justified. I know my boundaries – I haven’t taken photos while fine dining, though I have to physically leave my camera at home to refrain from doing so. And as for a food critic? I’m sorry, but I simply cannot criticise food.
After writing a personal blog for for five years, I thought it was about time I branched out and focused on what I was actually good at. Talking about food. Albeit now I will write about it, instead of boring my friends to tears*.
Welcome to thecattylife!
* Please note that I have no formal training or experience in the writing about, talking about or even in the eating of food. This website is purely based on my experiences, opinions and observations.
