One may say- A food blog? Really, why?
I say- why not?
Blogs are pretty mainstream these days; a couple of my friends have started theirs, with phenomenal pieces of fiction adorning them. It’s a pretty unnerving experience, to say the least- having strangers read your pieces and opening your blog to their varied interpretation. I , being a sucker (well, somewhat) for the conventional, thought, “what would it be like to have my own blog?”
However, reality dawned upon me, and I realised I could neither write poetic verses nor pen down elegant pieces of literature.
So that particular afternoon, I thought, “hmm, so what CAN I write about,if I were to have a blog of my own?” And it struck me- at that very moment, I was watching one of my favourite food bloggers cum chefs cum entrepreneur cum a lot of other things, Rachel Khoo’s show on TV- that one of the things I love the most, so much so that I could write about it, is food.
The sin of gluttony? I’ll be damned.
It’s difficult to say when my infatuation for food blossomed into a full-blown love affair, but I know now, that it’s one of the things I absolutely adore. My parents, their friends, and of course, my buddies, too got a whiff of my passion, and they were very supportive when I shared my idea of starting a “flog” (yes, my best friend penned that) with them.
Food, for me, is a lifestyle. It gives me so much pleasure to discover new cuisine, visit different places and get a taste (quite literally) of their culture, to recreate all the dishes I read, or watch. I’ve always had that insatiable hunger (too many puns) to learn new techniques, recipes and there’s nothing more I love than reading new cookbooks and watching my favourite chefs’ shows. And yes, I have been thoroughly inspired by so many- Nigella Lawson, Jamie Oliver, James Martin, Adam Richman, Gordon Ramsay, Chuck Hughes, Rachel Khoo, Rachel Allen, Donna Hay- to name a few. Closer home, there’s only one person who’s been the most inspirational, and that’d be my lovely grandma. That lady was a wiz in the kitchen, even in her last days, her hands churned out the best foods I have ever tasted. A plethora of hand-me-down cookbooks from famous authors is what I will always treasure.
My mother recently asked me why I wouldn’t study culinary arts and make a career out of it? (For all of those who are wondering, I’m a girl of science and intend to do something with biology)
Although, I wouldn’t deny that this thought of studying culinary sciences didn’t cross my mind, I was never conflicted by it. I am passionate about food, and if I make a career out of it, I fear my passion and love will eventually wear off. I never want to “retire” from food; the thought of it petrifies me. I want to hon my skills, see new places, eat delicious food, reproduce them and better my techniques. That’s why I thought writing about something I love will communicate my feelings across the globe.
But I didn’t want a “conventional” food blog, with only recipes and pictures. I wanted it to be a fresh and new gastronomical quest, a means of finding the best and spreading the word about it. I wanted to document my expeditions around the globe and the various cuisines I had the opportunity to come across. I wanted it to be a journey.
That’s what I intent to do with my blog called “It’s Fraîche!”(yes, the crème fraîche, fraîche. I know, ingenious.)
Of course, there will definitely be recipes; who doesn’t love that!
But not just paragraphs of instructions and techniques.
I want it to be a rewarding expedition into the gastronomical world.
Here’s to you, my readers. Thank you for tuning in, and I promise, I will leave your mouths drooling.
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Trisha Nair, author and curator of “It’s Fraîche”