To my sister JB

You have given me some of my most treasured belongings: mixed tapes, imagination, a partner in crime, and someone eager to weather the storms and rainbows of life over a good cheese plate and pinot. Or a great burger and beer. Or bone marrow and a martini. Or fondue and riesling. Twenty years ago you also gave me a handmade book of quotes.

I’m giving you a blog.

In the mixed words of a select few I say this. Rediscover the magic around you and do what you’re afraid of. Uproar’s our only music (cue Dexys Midnight Runners) and the party never ends. You are the hero of your own blog. A hog blog. You are an artist so live out loud because fairy tales have a deep meaning and there is no love sincerer than the love of food (and sisters). -Colao, Emerson, Keats, Keen, McCarthy, Zola, Wallenstein, Shaw

There are many reasons to eat. You’re my favorite.