Coming from what has become one of the epicurean centers of the world you might think I wouldn’t be too excited about the food in Kansas. Oh, but you would be wrong. I love food. When people ask me what I like to eat, I say food. My son and I have a rule that we have to try everything once; if we don’t like it, we don’t eat it. So far I don’t eat raw carrots, Kalamata olives, and green peppers (and even those are growing on me). I have no allergies except for an immediate crash from sugar without the exciting rush. Planning meals and cooking something delicious give me such great pleasure I get almost giddy. I love food.
Tomorrow at 9am Eastern we start our trek to Miami from Asheville. We’ll spend the night in Port St. Lucie and board the ship on Saturday afternoon. I have eleven and a half hours to complete the rest of my work for the next week. Fortunately I’m (mostly) packed. I suppose if I need to … Read more