Firstly, yes I am serious… I do think that Food Rocks. Good job too, as it’s been the name of my food and recipe blog since I started it in the Summer of 2017.
I don’t actually talk like a teenager from the 80s (“Man, this Food ROCKS!”) , rather it’s a bit of a pun that made for a catchy title. I studied geology at university and retain a keen interest in Earth Sciences. Frankly the chance to reference that here was too good to miss. It makes me smile at least…
I don’t work as a geologist any more. These days I spend my time in front of a computer playing with data. Sometimes when I get home from work the last thing I want to do is sit in front of another screen for hours. Instead I like to escape to the kitchen and play with food instead of numbers. For me making food (and then eating it) is one of the best ways to unwind after a stressful day. I even enjoy writing down what I’ve done and taking photos of it to share with the world.
It sounds like an odd way to relax but it really works for me. I get a huge sense of accomplishment almost every time I serve up dinner. Whether it’s for my husband, my friends, my family or just me on my own. I take after my mother in that I’m a bit of a feeder. Though unlike her I’m also a lot of an eater!
Many of my memories in life revolve around the food that I was eating at the time… Most of it memorable in a good way, some of it for all the wrong reasons. Ask my dad about the Portuguese Bread Soup incident and he’ll chuckle away for quite some time…
I started writing about my relationship with food, both cooking and eating, back in January 2017 when I challenged myself to lose some weight ahead of my forthcoming wedding. I’d spent many years watching my weight yo-yo – from 95kg to 150kg and pretty much everywhere inbetween. I’d finally reached the point where I wanted to get off the rollercoaster and live a healthier life.
A big event is always a good motivator as it’s a fixed date to head for, so you have a goal and a timescale in which to get there. Much better than having an open-ended “aim”… I admit that a part of it was selfish and shallow in that I wanted to have nice clothes, memories and photographs to look back on in the future. But I guess the real reason was that I wanted to be able to look forward to the future with my new husband without having to worry too much about my health.
I started a blog as a way of recording that journey but kept it all anonymous. It was intended as a public record that would motivate me to keep going. Yet private enough that I could hide behind the blog if everything went wrong. I called it the 8 Month Challenge, as it would be 8 full months (34 weeks in all) from the day I started until the wedding.
As part of that I wrote a daily diary talking about the food I was eating, the exercise I was doing and the weight I was watching fall away. I didn’t follow a diet plan. I used MyFitnessPal and some extreme willpower to keep my food intake under 1,800 calories per day.
Over the course of 8 months I lost 26kg (57lbs or just over 4 stones) – a great success. For most of it I enjoyed writing about the journey and the food I was eating, but as the wedding approached I started to lose interest. I wanted to move on from the purely weight loss focussed side of it. Not because I consider it to be “done” but rather I found pleasure in developing and writing recipes. The food was the interesting bit – not the weight loss. (Though I have gained a few kilos since my wedding, so maybe I need a new mini challenge and a return to that for a few months!).
Anyway, whether it’s a quick snack, a dinner in a fancy restaurant or cooking in my own kitchen I’ve absolutely loved talking about food and the emotions and memories it evokes in me.
That’s what this blog is all about – food that I’ve loved eating and food that I’ve loved creating. Food Rocks – at least I think it does!