Many of my friends and family know that I love food more than anything in the world. When my mom had me and my brother, she classified us as different types of babies. My brother was the sleepy baby (always wanting to sleep) and I was the food baby (always wanting to eat). I can eat almost anything and still not be full. There isn't anything I really won't eat, except my mom's pork chops because they are disgusting (sorry Mom)! No matter the day or time, I am always hungry and I will almost always ask for seconds. I have an inner monster that I just have to feed!
If gastronomy, the practice or art of choosing, eating, and cooking good food, was a high paying profession I definitely would have studied that in college. Sadly, I'm pretty positive there are no jobs like that so the gastronomer in me will have to suffer. I've learned portion control (although I don't always control my portions very well) so I won't eat everything in sight, but man I love food. I love going to new restaurants and cafes to try new foods, I love when my mom tries new recipes that she finds, and I love traveling different places and eating the food from that particular area.





















