Three great loves

There are three great loves in my life. One is The City in which I don't yet live. The second is The Boy I can't yet have. The third? Something that delights me daily. Food.

I am happiest when I am eating my way through different pockets of the world, being wowed by innovative creations. Tho I have to say, having visited most of the major cities of the world, Sydney is undoubtedly home to some of the greatest food. I put it down to the abundance of fresh produce with which chefs here get to play. And with the most beautiful harbour in the world, it's not hard to attract (and retain) world-class chefs!

So why a blog titled Breath of the Wok? I initially thought of Gutstronomy, a tribute to my excessive desire and indulgence in food. But it really isn't uniquely me - there are plenty of gluttons out there! Breath of the Wok pays tribute to my favourite cookbook by Grace Young, and more my roots, at a time when I am discovering that fashions and phases go in and out, but I keep coming back to where I'm from. Perhaps more on that as I develop this blog?

I'm unsure what suddenly inspired me to create a blog of my own. People who know me, know I love food - nay, am obsessed with it, and have suggested that I do one. I never considered it before as I thought it would be too high maintenance, I'm not web-savvy enough...but I found myself sharing my food experiences on Facebook anyway, and inspired by a colleague's blog, I thought I may as well document my journey with food, given my three-second memory. I am forever struggling to remember the name of the dish, or even restaurant sometimes, and this is a good way of capturing the vibrant feelings I have each time I experience this thing called eating.