People ask me all the time why I started writing a blog. It’s probably a question I get at least once a week. Blogging, though increasingly common, still has this kind of weird aura around it. People don’t get it, and I have to admit, sometimes I don’t get it either. It blows my mind that there’s this little space on the internet with my name on it, that I’m in charge of. There’s also this weird ego-thing around blogging in general. Like, why on earth would I think that anyone would ever want to read anything I’ve actually written…about my dinner, no less? It’s a battle I’m constantly struggling with. I am notoriously bad at self-promoting my blog. It’s only been quite recently that I even tell people that I write a food blog when they ask me what I do. My go-to answer for a long time was just “I do a little work from home.” Anyway, my point is, I often feel like my job is pretty weird.