I realized that I've been using food to express more than my knack of throwing some ingredients together that taste good and taking an Instagram of it. Almost every moment of comfort from my childhood had to do with food. I saw that the power of food gathered people, got them to smile, talk, lighten up. Made them feel better. Even when making food, one can find a tranquility that you can't always find in other menial tasks (and cooking isn't quite menial but I can see how homecooking might be).
Sometimes I think but it's just food. And my fond of it might be considered gluttonous. But as long as you're sharing it I think there is a world being created, stories being heard and a culture that survives with food. How do we know anything about the history of the land and where we came from? From the recipes that have been passed down for generations. Of course there's more to it but I've grown to realize that food and the way it shapes our world is so much more important than we think and we ought to appreciate it more and share it more. Especially with those who can't and don't receive a proper meal on a regular basis.
That's why I think writing about food beyond its ingredients and Instagram filters is important to me. Getting to the root (literally) of where food comes from, why it's made, how it's made and most importantly who made it, will be crucial in personal well-being, economic growth, building community, empowering multiculturalism and ultimately sharing it with others.
I hope that this blog will tell those stories and inspire us to explore our personal recipes and those of others. I hope it inspires us to have more meals together, make more meals together. I hope that when we do go out we can celebrate the chefs and culinary teams that respect our world's resources and deliver food with a purpose.
Lastly, I am dedicating myself to more efforts that promote healthy eating among youth and provide meals to youth who don't get meals at all. I have never been in that position but to hear that there are some kids who go home for the weekend not knowing where their next meal will come from- it's heartbreaking and unacceptable.
So there's my promise to you and I hope you'll stick around to listen.