Reading the blog Chatting At the Sky lead me to The Nester who is organizing a project and a place to write for 31 days on one topic. After nessessary techno help from my friend Sarah and a sleepless night writing the outline of 20 posts, I will be opening a storage bin of stories I’ve collected that defend my strong belief. No more virtual book hanging around in my head. For 31 days in October I finally will publicly declare this: Food is a missing love language.
I think you will agree. More importantly, I’d love to hear how you have loved and been loved with food.
PS: Drink is lumped into this love language.