Being box fresh to this food blogging/tweeting phenomenon, I hope I can be forgiven for posting whilst not having a mind-blowing, gastronomic revelation. I am currently sat at my work desk, soul slowly being destroyed, chewing on Wrigleys sugar-free peppermint gum and sipping green tea with ginger. El Bulli it ain’t. But, given that I have my very first subscriber to my blog (who is a real-life foodie and can not even be remotely classed as my mother, a friend, a relative or someone on the payroll) I thought I had better write something. Anything.
My starting of this blog was in direct response to 2012 New Year’s Resolutions number 9 – Start A Food Blog. You might think this means that there are 8 resolutions that I rate more highly than the blog. Wrong. I like to start with some achievable slow-burners – growing my hair longer whilst eliminating split ends comes in at number 3. Number 4, however, is to cook as many things as I possibly can from my new Heston Blumenthal at Home cookbook. If I’m going to go to that much trouble, I feel that I should bore a far wider circle of people about my efforts. Number 12 (yeah I like to spread myself thin and wide) was basically to devote more time to the exploration of the foodie offerings available on my doorstep. If the New York Times rates the gastronomic experiences of Birmingham higher than the prospect of visiting SPACE in the list of things to do in 2012 (sorry Brian Cox), then so should I. Wouldn’t it be great if the national press did too, as – sit down for this one – people that live outside of the M25 like good food too. Sometimes we provincials make it, sometimes we buy it from a restaurant and increasingly, we are writing about it, too.
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