“There is a communion of more than our bodies when bread is broken and wine drunk. And that is my answer, when people ask me: Why do you write about hunger, and not wars or love” -M.F.K.F.
M.F.K. Fisher, author of the fantastic The Art of Eating, once observed , “I cannot count the good people I know who to my mind would be even better if they bent their spirits to the study of their own hungers.” Amen. When I look around, its easy to see that people are in a frenzy to find happiness. We pack our schedules with activity, we run from one thing to the next, and we substitute replacements for what is truly nourishing. Life is too short for that and I want to make room for the things I love.
I grew up in New Jersey in a huge family, spent a year in Mexico after high school, came back to New Jersey to study International Affairs, and then went to Lebanon to get my masters in International Relations. Lebanon kind of stole my heart, and I proudly consider myself part-Lebanese now. Towards the end of my time there, my health went downhill and I came home. It took awhile for me to realize that I have a gluten intolerance, but while I was figuring out what was wrong, I was simultaneously learning a lot about food and developing a love for cooking. In a nutshell, all those experiences are the genesis of why I decided to start a blog.