Nothing to Give

Sometimes you have those weeks, and you got nothing to give. I do feel an obligation to produce a weekly blog.When I start something I usually don't give up. Where it all leads me who knows. That's the big question of the universe. I know there are a few people who actually read this blog so that keeps me motivated to write each week. On the other hand I don't get paid to do this so, fuck it.

Lately life has been just a little tough. My back has plagued me, and I actually was in the emergency room, walking with a cane, pain pills, steroids (which will make you psycho),  basically the whole nine yards of lower lumbar pain. So, do I care about blogging right now, not really. When you've got what feels like a screw driver stuck in your ass, and a pain down your leg, and every move is agony I could care less about writing something.

Along with the pain I still have a viable business to run. One that I have had for almost fifteen years. I actually like what I do for a living, unlike a lot of people. I feel very fortunate to be able to make a living at something I enjoy.

Every once in a while life puts out a little piece of shit, and it says; "Eat this asshole", and you don't have much choice. That's just the way it is. Sure you'd rather have a slice on pizza with anchovies, but that's not on the menu.

If you're wondering where I've been this last week or two that's it. I haven't done much cooking either. For the two or three people who do read this I'll be back soon. I am on the mend.

Peace,

Make Food/Not War

cooking at a friend's wedding this summer