I Love Food
I was raised in a cooking, growing, baking, start-from-scratch family in New York City. No shortage of fresh produce here! Local food, before it was popular.
In a secretive and unexpected turn of events, I became anorexic in my early teens. I was already allergic to 90% of a 'normal' diet, and fairly sickly. Anorexia was a way I could control something, fix something, punish something...
And my love of food brought me back. Recovering from anorexia is a long, slow process, and every day I cultivate my love for food as a talisman against the thoughts that slink slyly through my subconscious.
So I treasure every lick, chomp, gulp, and nibble. I nurture my sense of holistic perfection: I want the strawberry with the crease, the eggplant with the nose. I touch my tongue to everything and delight in texture and scent. And I cook and bake and grill. I want to can and preserve. I can't wait to learn more.
In a secretive and unexpected turn of events, I became anorexic in my early teens. I was already allergic to 90% of a 'normal' diet, and fairly sickly. Anorexia was a way I could control something, fix something, punish something...
And my love of food brought me back. Recovering from anorexia is a long, slow process, and every day I cultivate my love for food as a talisman against the thoughts that slink slyly through my subconscious.
So I treasure every lick, chomp, gulp, and nibble. I nurture my sense of holistic perfection: I want the strawberry with the crease, the eggplant with the nose. I touch my tongue to everything and delight in texture and scent. And I cook and bake and grill. I want to can and preserve. I can't wait to learn more.
By:
RascallyRabbit
Age:
31-35
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Female
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