Ever since 5 o’clock this afternoon, I have been trying to think of a way to introduce my blog. Since then, 5 hours have passed and my mind is still a blank. Even now I would write a sentence, write one more than delete both and then write another sentence again, delete again, and stare at the computer screen. I really want to tell you about my culture, my love for eating, my culture’s love for eating, my culture’s love for uncommon foods, but I cannot formulate the words to do so.
Writer’s block has always been my problem. I have many ideas, but it takes me a really long time to cohesively connect all these thoughts together. May be that is the reason I prefer blogging to writing essays. To me, blogs are like journals. They are chapters of personal stories and thoughts that do not necessary need a thesis, a topic sentence, or be the typical five paragraph essays. They are like freewriting and brainstorming, something that I love to do. I actually keep a personal blog that I share with my friends. This blog allows me to express my mind without worrying about how childish, overly excited, or depressed I may sound.
I guess I can start by telling you about my family. My parents are also big fans of food and different kinds of food. I am pretty sure that is where I got my love of food from. We are constantly in search of delicious dishes. Whenever we find a good recipe, my dad (the cook of our family) will try to recreate it in our kitchen.
Did you know that my dad learn how to cook by himself? He always tells us that he learned to cook when he started working and living by himself. His cooking skills developed from over thirty years of trial and error, observing other good cooks in our family, and looking up recipes. But unfortunately, ever since my dad learned to cook, my mom stopped cooking and our weights have been steadily increasing.
Being a daughter of a good cook, I always feel that I should inherit his heirloom of recipes one day. I think I have a little talent in cooking, but the foods I make always turn into an alteration of the recipes. Thus, I immerse my passion for food in watching shows from the Food Network and eating. That is why I feel very fortunate to come from a Cantonese family because we eat many weird and unusual foods in our culture. As Cantonese people put it, “as long as its back faces the sky then you can eat it”.
Using my dad’s cooking, I want to introduce interesting recipes that may be strange in some cultures, but delicious in our family and tradition. I want to tell you more about Cantonese cuisine and the different cooking methods. Hopefully my recipes will persuade you to try something new next time you are thinking of eating. Welcome to Food Adventures!
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Interesting, I never heard that proverb before. I like it.
ReplyDeleteThis sounds like my first blog post for my school-assigned blog. Trust me, they get shorter XD