here I go…

It’s a rough realization to wake up one day and find that you’re a walking stereotype.

Here I am, about to turn 25, and fully in the throes of a good, old-fashioned quarter-life crisis. Three years out of college, and what do I have to show for it? Probably a lot… but it would be very un-quarter-life-crisis-ly of me to admit that to you, or to myself.  No, we can’t cloud the cliché of the “young adult in transition” with a hopeful list of accomplishments!  We must sigh, furrow our brow, bite our lip, and do what any directionless, twenty-something with a lot to say would do; we start a blog.

It wasn’t just my lack of direction that led me to blogging.  I actually do have interests; one big one, in particular.  In the last year, my eating habits and food philosophy have evolved significantly, thanks to eye-opening friends, maturing taste-buds, and life-changing literature (do yourself a favor and buy these two books right now).  I used to be someone that counted calories and made myself miserable with the control I let food have over my life.  The more I learn about real food, how to eat it, and why we’ve strayed so far from it, the more control I have and the happier I am to eat.  I’m constantly appalled by the decisions I see being made around me, both by hungry people and by the food industry that sadly dictates much of what they eat.  Don’t get me wrong- I’m not here to preach.  I’ll be the first to admit to you when I eat 38 Hershey Kisses in one sitting (that happened) or steal the remnants of someone’s nacho platter after they’ve vacated their table next to me in a restaurant and after I’ve eaten my own whole entire dinner (yup, that happened too).  I’m not a foodie and certainly not a health expert.  I’m just your average quarter-life Jane, devouring food blogs and trying to learn as much as I can, anxiously awaiting the times in the day when I can spend hours with my food processor. (Ok, other than my obsession with homemade nut-butters, I’m average.)

It would be disingenuous of me to present quite as negatively as I did when we met a few paragraphs ago, because in fact, I love my life.  And I don’t take such a dark view of the world that I feel compelled to jump on the Internet and complain about it every day.  I guess my hopes for this blog are two-fold: that I’ll turn this fledgling of an interest into a full-blown hobby by sharing it with you, and that as a result, my woeful, crisis-filled life (where is the sarcasm font?) will find some purpose.  And maybe, just maybe, that will be something we can all sink our teeth into.


3 thoughts on “here I go…

  1. I really do want to learn how to eat more healthily and being as I’m pretty lazy about that, I will anxiously read and learn from you. But you have my blender, so I won’t be making almond milk any time soon. And I’m pretty happy with my cow’s milk anyway.

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