Since Mad Delicious, and the subsequent brain-lock I experienced, I haven’t written much more than email – copy for High Road Ice Cream sales presentations – or Slack interactions with the team here at the ice cream company. Even my Mother hasn’t heard enough from me. I haven’t served-up anything of substance for you.
So, I’m back.
Occasionally, I’ll be overly technical, cheeky to the point of being off-putting, and vocal enough to antagonize. My intention, however, is to work very hard at being present in this wondrous and bountiful world. Loving kindness. Loving kindness. You know the challenge.
Truth is, I’m infuriated by the direction of our country, irritated by the state of the food world (more to come), rattled by the aims of industry (read this), and agitated enough to pursue an anti-career in politics (all incumbents should be contested, every election).
After 43 years of life, thousands of hours in kitchens, with footprints and gin-tinged memories from around the world, there are some words bottled-up.
I’ll leave them here.
All I want to do on this earth is walk, help, cook, compete, and honor the good stuff – whatever that means and wherever that takes me.
I hope you’ll join me from time to time.