Sunday, August 2, 2009

My Guilty Pleasure: Porn

FOOD PORN, that is.

I know I'm not alone here, and at least it doesn't harm anyone. I can take my materials in public without people thinking I'm a pervert as my eyes widen and my mouth salivates while flipping through my beautifully illustrated books on pastries and desserts. Every so often I will let out a sigh or giggle with excitement as I see a coloured picture of a gooey, warm, gorgeous tart. Y'all know what I'm saying?

On my bookshelf you will find countless cook books, magazines, dvds, and books on chefs, cooks and kitchens. Look under my bed and you will find a stash of Bon Appetite, Food & Wine, and articles on food.

I don't read romance novels however I am totally engrossed by non-fictional books on the lives of chefs, how kitchens are run and the history of food. Most of those books are so well written that each scene is illustrated only through words, no pictures, however I can vividly see what's going on and in some cases almost smell and taste what they are making.

I have so many cookbooks. Some of which I haven't even cracked open yet I continue to add to my collection. Some people buy handbags or sneakers....I buy cook books. The only problem I see here is that I never have time to cook recipes from most of them. I tend to stare at the pictures, read over ingredients, study the method and then daydream of someone who I would share this meal with and how happy it would make them.

Food makes me happy.

On that note, I need to get some.

1 comment:

  1. I once ate something so deliciously good that I was making sounds as if I was in a porn! j/k! lol ;)

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