One year and 100(!) posts ago, I sat behind my stained wooden desk in my college apartment biting my nails as I pushed “publish blog” and the tasty tRuth turned from an idea to a virtual reality.
Since that day, I’ve written through my college graduation, an internship in New York City, and a blossoming cheese obsession. I blogged from Chicago, Portland, California, Minneapolis and Maine. I wrote my most popular post and have slowly gained a wide readership. Thanks to all of you who continue to tune in–it means the world to me to have you along on this journey!
But the tRuth is, despite what’s been a fantastic year in my food blogging world, I still pass through a minute of hesitation every time I am about to push that “publish” button. I have to ask myself, what exactly am I doing here? I struggle with maintaining a blog that is both professional and personal. I fear this blog is not so far off from finding its rightful home in a dark corner of cyberspace that I so feared in my first post. But mostly, I regularly ask myself, who really cares what I eat for breakfast or which restaurant I patronized last weekend?
It is here in this bona fide pursuit of turning my blog into something that means anything, I stumble on the question all good food writers must face at some point in their career: does food writing matter? In a world ridden with social and environmental crises, what right do I have to sit here and wax poetic about my smoothie obsession or whether last night’s meatballs were saucy enough?
In a way, this blog has allowed me to begin to collect my own answers to that lurking question over the course of the last year. Articles like this and this have helped me put those thoughts into words.
In short, though I haven’t entirely embraced it yet, I believe food writing does matter. For one, it’s an art form to be appreciated in the same sense we appreciate a great painting or a new album. I’m not sure that Van Gogh or Bobby D set out to impact the world, but it turns out sometimes even innocent art has the power to.
Secondly, as I’ve reiterated throughout this blog, I believe maintaining an awareness of our food choices is just as important social and environmental issue as any other. It’s easy to take something as normal as a daily meal for granted, but we all know each bite we take affects our health and that of our environment. Perhaps the title “food writer” makes light of the work of this occupation (of which blogging is one small part). Should I instead call myself and culture and environmental journalist?
Finally, writing about food, for whatever strange reason, happens to be a passion of mine–a niche that never fails to get me way too darn excited. I can’t describe the intense joy consuming a tasty meal brings to my life, and the satisfaction that writing about it adds to it. I know, sometimes it creeps me out, too. But I just can’t help geeking out at farmers’ markets or while eating a slice of The Best Darn Pizza You Will Ever Eat*, and I’d rather share my enthusiasm with you all than keep the fun to myself.
And so, I delve slightly more confidently into year two of the tasty tRuth. Pictured here is a celebratory apple cider donut I bought from The Orchards of Conklin at a farmer’s market I stumbled on while wandering through the Tribeca neighborhood of Manhattan. Local, seasonal, celebratory, and quite tasty:
Whatever you want to call this blog — artwork, resource, journal, dark corner or cyberspace — I’m honored you’re here with me and hope you’ll keep following my bona fide pursuit of food that tastes good, feels good, and does good. I’m beyond excited to continue to grow this blog–but I need your help doing so!
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Stay tuned for 39 more delicious cheeses, a professional blog makeover later this month (get excited–it’s gonna be good), and plenty more tasty and truthful adventures as I continue the journey down this winding road of life one bite at a time…