About Me

I first realized I had a problem in the second grade. Once during my brief stint at a backwoods Christian school, I began eating the dessert out of my lunch and the entire class piped up Flanders kids-style, "She ate her goodie first!" I was humiliated (and promptly went back to public school).

Now, I’m resigned to unhealthy fixations with chain restaurants, unnaturally colored food and everything Southeast Asian. Sometimes I cook. Sometimes I eat out. And then I write about it, same as I’ve done since the dawn of this millennium. No, I’m not breaking news, making kooky viedos, objectively reviewing or reporting trends—there’s already plenty of that to go around (just like food blogging in general). Oversaturated or not, this oldie but a goodie isn’t ready to throw in the kitchen towel yet.

And while goodies are first, certain non-edibles are a close second. Even though a disproportionate amount of my time is spent pondering food, every now and then I also like thinking about fat dudes, old dads, on-screen vomit clichés, marriage proposals involving sweets (ok, that’s food-related) and the odd celebrity (a hangover from my ‘90s E.T. kid obsession).

I’ve come to terms with my goodie-loving ways, and it's obvious that I'm a glutton for more than just punishment. The thing is, I don’t live life goodies first at all, but I’m trying my best to embrace this misguided carpe diem one blog post at a time.

Sincerely,

Krista Garcia