Happiness is ... a happy bellyWednesday, December 21, 2011
At a holiday party last weekend, some friends and I talked about how interesting it is to see what people skimp and splurge on.
"For some reason, I can't get myself to take a cab to the airport," I said. It's odd but the thought of dropping $60 on a cab ride is more stressful to me than the tedious process of pulling my little carry-on wheelie through subway turnstiles and tempting fate on the A train all the way to JFK Airport.
"Are you kidding me? I'd skip dinner just so I can sit in that cab and chill out all the way home," replied one of the girls.
As soon as she said that, I felt wholly enlightened about my taxi aversion. It's precisely because I could get a really great dinner for the price of a cab ride that I won't part with $60 just like that. And I guess I've always been that way. Some people eat to live; I live to eat. I grew up in a family and culture where love is expressed through the making and sharing of good food. So it's always stayed with me and to this day, I make it a point to break bread on a constant basis with the people who are important to me.
For me, happiness is a happy belly. So my moments of foodie bliss will find their way into this blog more frequently from now on. A quick snapshot of some of the heartwarming deliciousness coming your way:
If delicious food is your definition of bliss, too, then I hope you'll enjoy the posts to come!