Saturday, January 18, 2020

A new decade means more food

I have some exciting news but I'm not allowed to talk about it. You see, I received some good news the other day. It's something that I've wanted since I was 18. After this information was given to me however, I was instructed to not tell anyone. At least, not yet. So, just know that I have some exciting news and I'm so excited that I created this very cryptic paragraph in order to not talk about it.

I haven't publicly let anyone know that I've started to write on my blog again. I think I'm waiting until something really awesome happens. I'm not one to just write about anything. I usually have something on my mind that presses me just enough to make me want to type it out.

A year ago I received my bachelor's degree from Utah State University. I received it in English, with an emphasis in creative writing. Unconsciously, I think I made the decision to take a break from writing. I tried to set up a business site for the pastries that I was making, but it fell by the wayside. I wasn't ready to continue writing about everything on the pages of the internet. I needed to take a step back and see where my path truly wanted to take me. I mulled over going to grad. school because with a degree in English it is really hard to find a job that will make me a lot of money. I thought that if I went back to school, I'd be able to reach heights that a simple bachelors couldn't offer. I permitted unnerving thoughts to enter into my mind. I felt like I wouldn't be successful unless I went back to school. After a year of soul searching, I have made the decision that I don't need to go back to school. I don't need a master's degree to feel like I'm a success. I have a good job. I have an amazing family. I received a bachelor's degree (something that a lot of people can't say). I own a home. My wife and children are healthy. We live in a safe area. What else do I need to have in order to feel successful? Nothing. That's what I need. Nothing.

I've been writing on a blog of some form since I was in High School. Over the years, the theme to my posts has changed. When I was a teenager, poetry and teenage angst plagued the pages of my blog. In my 20's my world revolved around college, my young family, and my illnesses. I tried with all of my might to make my blogs about food and my adventures in the world of Culinary Arts. My own depression, self-doubt, and anxiety prevented me from fully transforming my blog into the two passions that I have in this life; those two things being baking and writing. As it is a new year, a new decade, and a new me, I'm going to start fresh.

This blog is transforming once again. I'm determined to write a food blog. It's going to be used as a portfolio for all of my wonderful culinary creations. It's an inspiration page for food. Don't get me wrong, I'm still going to have random posts about personal things from my life. I can't help but share my thoughts. My main focus however is going to be addressing the culinary world and the amazing experiences I have with it. I hope you'll join me.

-Jeremy

Saturday, January 11, 2020

I'm back baby!

I don't know what I set out to do when I created this blog. I had a lot of ambitions and I think I wanted to use this as a place to sort out those dreams. I found that my dreams were way too big to fit into one blog. As much as I tried to contain them inside of this small box I call a blog, they seeped through the pages and into my life. They wanted to make themselves known. They wanted substance. They wanted form. 2019 finished with a lot of hopes left in the ether of my kitchen table. They allowed themselves to be vulnerable and I paid them no heed.

I took a year off to truly discover what it was that I wanted. I went through a lot of hard changes. If you've read my previous post you'll understand how difficult those things were. It's been difficult for me to articulate my thoughts and feelings on these pages. I'm only now picking up from where I stopped. I don't want my ambitions to lay restless in front of me. I want them to be expressed in the most neon blasts of pinks, greens, yellows, and blues. I want you to know how what I'm doing. I want you to know what I'm passionate about.

One thing I've discovered in the last year is my zest for life. I'm finished sitting by idly and watching others experience what I have always wanted to for myself. I'm ready to jump head first into a large pile of snow white marshmallow fluff. I'm ready to dive into a pool of dream-filled glitter and dance with the vibrant purples and oranges that await me.

-Jer