As I have come to my first year of writing this blog, which I am reminded I must credit to my sister, I feel the need to reflect on the thing which fascinates me the most about humans. Food.In my earliest blog entries, I expounded on my love of human cuisine, particularly the barbecue. This past weekend was another time of barbecues in addition to other wonderful food experiences. Knowing my love of food, April treated me to what is known as an "urban food crawl" this past weekend. We live not that far from Los Angeles, so we took the public transit system to downtown, where we joined a walking tour of the area and the most delightful restaurants and eateries.
The process took most of the day, including an hour stop for beer and wine tasting, which was more than adequate to get me inebriated. It reminded me again what wonderful flavors exist in this world. I have decided, the time has finally come for me to accept that my sister and I are indeed stuck here as the local government has told me and to stop my insistence that this blog is for research purposes only. It is time to fully explore this notion of food and cooking on a more regular basis.
I am going to thoroughly study as many of these culinary intricacies as is possible, and should it be possible to acquire the capital, I would like to open up my own restaurant. I have become a decent cook on my own. All I require is a bit more study for sure. How hard could it be?
I also must admit as I start up my current job again at April's school that as knowledgeable I am on every science known to human, I am not good when it comes to interacting with human teenagers. My own sister can attest this and is in fact quite mortified at the prospect of having to take a class I am teaching.
In the meantime, until this new venture of creating a restaurant to cook for, I will continue to learn every delicacy known to man and taste every menu I can find in the local area.
Now that I think about it, refining my palate may require me to do some traveling.
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