Thursday, April 19, 2007
I've got the bug
I'm old enough to remember when answering machines were new technology. I wasn't the first to get one, but I eventually gave in. Then mobile phones came along. This time I resisted a little harder, but again the lure was too strong. So it is with the blog. I told myself I was too busy, that I might have nothing interesting to say, that without an editor I might inadvertently offend someone with my observations. But then the blogging bug hit and with a few reckless clicks of the mouse I had set up my account. Now it's time to take responsibility for my actions. What I want to write about in this blog is the people I meet in Paris and Provence, and sometimes in Italy, England or Finland, who share my love of food. It's their passion that inspires me to drag myself out of bed at 7am on a Saturday to snap up the best produce at the Cours Saleya market in Nice or to zig-zag across Paris on the Métro during rush hour seeking out the finest pâtisseries, chocolates or charcuterie. Something I love about the French is the way they share this passion so generously: they are always happy to talk about what they do and, if they like you, they will even reveal their secrets. I'd like to do the same with you.