No, I am not worried about sounding like an elitist – Nothing wrong with being an elite, working to be the best of the best. There is a lot wrong with being a snob and I hope I don’t sound like one. Because as much as I don’t like ketchup - to me it is salted, red corn syrup. Yet every one I know and love pours ketchup on their fries because they like the flavor – I don’t think less of them or their human potential when they do so. One of my favorite people in the world says if her pantry drops below 2 full jars of mayonnaise she gets twitchy wants to go to the store – she is a really good cook and an exceptional baker. And I said the cart culture is what kills me: I love a good burrito, I just don’t have an attitude about what eating a burrito means culturally. I operate believing it is good to be engaged, passionate and opinionated. Better still when you can express yourself with learned conviction based on fact, experience and thought instead of opinion and theory.
Through the combination of being an autodidact and not having too many social obligations – I read a lot. I love books and can talk about great literary characters, how reading keeps my mind full of ideas and how the act of reading fundamentally makes me a more thoughtful person – yet when I talk about books, I tend to vent about grown men who read comic books and call them ‘graphic novels’, the navel-gazing, onanistic state of modern letters and the unhinged, guano crazy scribbling of Glenn Beck. Such is the nature of passion – it is easier to talk about what you hate rather than what you love. You certainly spend more time thinking about the things you don’t like than do like.
I am equally passionate about food and cooking - What I try to do here is be promote food. Encourage people to go into the kitchen and cook for themselves. Mostly, I am successful in my attempt to arm people with the knowledge and confidence to try it themselves. I do fail though and when I come up short, it is usually because I override my personal commandment: sincere is the new snark. The peril of expressing fervent beliefs is sounding bombastic. Rest assured when I state an opinion, I am not trying to be all Charlton Heston as Moses about [stuff] - if you don’t agree, don’t hate me, engage me.