
Winter is a nice time to hibernate inside and do what I enjoy most: Playing with words and playing with food. I enjoy them both real and raw. I can definitely see beauty in perfectly polished pieces, both in the culinary and literary world, but there's a certain charm of raw and real.
Raw food has the gift of the natural vitamins and minerals that Mother Nature initially intended. It's the essence of food. Nothing has been cooked, baked or broiled away.
I also consider raw writing to be ESSENCE. Not overly censored or picked apart. Just real and raw. Rough drafts, letters written from the heart, a doodle pad filled with random thoughts...
CLICK HERE to read/see what warmed my heart today.


