After the first few weeks without a post, I figured I would simply give a slight nod to the time past at the beginning of a new post and then continue.
When a few more weeks past (actually, added together, the finicky might label them months), I decided that I would, perhaps, write an entire paragraph at the beginning of a new post explaining my current situation (a.k.a. busy) and then continue.
But after even more weeks past, and this time, I must admit they figure into months and, dare I say, half a year more, that I would have to do something drastic.
When you stop writing in your blog, you begin to question whether you are truly sure that you even enjoy the act of putting thought to keyboard. But I do! I do! Simply crafting this excuse-laden micro-blurb has excited me.
Of course, not enough to create a whole new post.
(Honestly, I am already late for work...I'm not even sure why I suddenly felt this post was necessary now of all times)
Though I will promise, without exaggeration, that one will be forthcoming. I have been doing nothing but working in food, eating good food, reading about food, drinking and communing (as Milton would have it) for all these absent months. The epiphanies came to me, despite the lack of keyboard; I will pass them on to you as soon as...well...when it happens.
