Off the food topic. One of the things I do, among other things, like being a mom, gardener, traveler, is write songs.
I have an album available to download, but in order to understand it, you have to understand where it comes from.
The album comes from a naive place.
An unrefined place.
Somewhat misunderstood and misunderstanding place.
A hopeful place.
A new place.
A childish, vulnerable place.
A sincere place.
Unedited, raw, rough, not so clear, but "all there."