Why am I here? I love food. ALOT. Not like in the way that most hungry people do, but in the way obsessives do. Almost every conscious moment of my days are spent wondering about what I can possibly create and consume next; compulsively drooling over (what should be NSFW) food pages on Instagram, trying to break my addiction to watching Nigella alliterating amongst the alliums on YouTube and wandering the aisles of supermarkets overwhelmed by the sheer possibility of it all.

I have been known to cite reading menus amongst my favourite past times and request post meal belly rubs on my Tinder bio (hit me up all you hot, single, hungry folk).

So far on my journey of consumption and obsession, I seem to have gathered a pretty decent collection of lovely things to eat that bring me and the people around me joy. I also seem to have amassed a great many opinions on what brings me and the people around me joy. So I have decided its probably time that I start writing them down because they take up too much space in my brain and frankly, they are too brilliant not to share… that would just be selfish.