About

My relationship with food has always been very complicated and slightly obsessive (to say the least). When I was a child I’d spend about two hours on a weekend – high on happiness – making a very complicated breakfast. I’d work out what to add, how to cook it and how to present it beautifully on my plate. When I was done with that I’d gleefully wait until my second favourite activity – seasoning the meat my mum had defrosted. Now, my favourite things to do have expanded to include inventing new recipes, eating, staring at menus for hours and hours online, eating, researching and updating my must-visit restaurant/street food list, eating, as well as everything and anything else food related.
Toxic relationship much? 😉
However, coming from a Portuguese and Angolan household makes my obsession slightly inevitable. At home I am constantly surrounded by food – and boy I mean a lot of it. Plus, food has a unique and beautiful way of bringing people together. Take a street food market for example. Look around and think about how many cultures are united in one location by the power of food…it’s just wonderful, and few things are able to achieve that. That feeling you get from preparing a meal and praying that the person you’re serving it to will adore it and come back for more is a sign of care. Food is more than just sustenance to me. To me, food and its history are the building blocks for traditions, communities, family and friends.
That’s why I started this blog, because for me, good food is to be shared (or solo binged if you’re in that kinda mood).

NOW TO ALL THOSE INTERESTED:

foodI love food

I love food

I love food

I love food

I love food
I love food
Start off by shouting that and then gradually reduce your volume until you’re whispering. It feels delightful 🙂