I’m the girl with the gym bag that says, “I don’t exercise to look good. I exercise to eat more.” –Restauranter Provocateur, 2017
When visiting Washington DC for a wedding, I was asked by the husband-to-be, ‘How did you find this restaurant? I’ve never even heard of it!’ Put on the spot and quizzed about my obsessive restaurant-hunting, I didn’t know how to respond. With the clock-ticking and silence ensuing, I quickly blurted out that I was a ‘foodie’.
He seemed to accept that response.
Later that evening, I mulled over my answer with my (now ex-) boyfriend #awks. ‘Am I a ‘foodie’?’ I asked. ‘Was I right to say that? I’ve never called myself that before…’
He replied that I was well within my right to call myself a ‘foodie’. That he believed I was. And that I should be proud of it.
I accepted his response with gusto.
And lo and behold, a blog was born.
All hail food!
RP x
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