#FoodForThought: The Adventures of Fanny and Olive
<editorsnote> Nerds, meet my buddy Fanny. No really - that is her actual name. She is a massive massive massive foodie, and would like to share with you all the adventures on all of the things she puts in her mouth. Wait, no - not like that ... I mean ... well, you know what I mean. Aw shucks, just hit it already Fanny ... </editorsnote>
#TalkNerdyToMeLover's Fanny Slater
Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't see you there. I was thinking about what I was going to eat for dinner. Let's be honest. The television in my living room has only one channel--Food Network. I can name every chef, their style of cooking, and each show that they host. I don't use an alarm clock. If I wake up and hear Bobby Flay's voice, I know that I've slept in past ten. I'm a huge foodie. Food is my middle name. Actually Elizabeth is my middle name, and thank goodness because having a first name like Fanny was already enough of a way to get my ass kicked in elementary school. I live, sleep, eat, and breathe food. I'm not a professionally trained chef, but I learned to cook when I was four years old standing on a chair in the kitchen with my dad. My mom started an extremely successful wholesale brownie business in the 1980's. I believe that cooking is in my blood. While other kids were sitting with their arms crossed waiting for their parents to heat up frozen chicken fingers, I was standing on my tiptoes watching my dad spread fresh garlic and rosemary on lamb chops.
I come from a family whose everyday vocabulary includes words like "lemon zest" and "balsamic drizzle." I thrive on new experiences, as well as cooking and eating extraordinary foods. I created a blog as an outlet for exactly that, and I'm very proud of my writing and food photography. If you ever end up at a restaurant with me, I apologize in advance for taking eleven pictures of my meal while you sit and wonder if you're allowed to start eating. Don't get me wrong, I'm not a food snob. I'll be the first person in a room full of boys to put down a Big Mac, but I'll probably be the only one savoring every single bite. To me, eating a meal is not something you do because you have to. It is an event that should be looked forward to and enjoyed. I love food because is one of the most universal things between people of all different shapes, sizes, and colors. We all have to eat. Some of us just happen to enjoy it more than others. I live by myself in a tiny one bedroom apartment, but that doesn't stop me from preparing gourmet meals for myself almost every night. Just because no one is there to witness the fresh basil and parsley I dust my pasta with, doesn't mean that the plate didn't need some green. What's my favorite thing to cook with? I would have to say Olive. Not the kalamatas--I'm talking about my cat. My quirky four-legged friend generally enjoys my home-cooked masterpieces even more than I do, and for that reason--she's the perfect audience for the cooking show I put on every night. I may be a single girl in her twenties, but that doesn't mean I survive off of takeout. Why go out to eat when you can create the same experience, tweaked to your very own perfection, right there in the comfort of your own pajamas? So come join me as I travel through the food world one bite at a time. Pull up a chair. Better yet, pull up a fork.
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