The Crest White Stripped smile. The name that translates to “Princess.” The title and tagline that imply a fabulously food- and fun-fueled lifestyle. The Delicious Life! Wheeee!
Ha.
It is a sham. An illusion. It all belies the truth of the shy, quiet, overly introverted homebody of a foodblogger that I truly am.
Genetics and personality-driven paralysis aside though, I was also sort of scared into anti-blog-socialism by external factors. I would surf the food blogosphere, read, lurk, marvel at the photos, admire the writing, envy the lifestyle behind these fabulous food blogs, and then with every click, sink progressively lower and lower in my ergonomic home-office chair, humbled. I sulked, felt sorry for myself, embarassed by my own blog.
But thanks to the deliciously sweet Scent of Green Bananas, I was recetly lured out of too long a summer in hiding.
who wouldn't want to meet the person responsible for this?!?!
And thanks to an entire patio full of pie-baking, tart-making, fish grilling, drink swilling, fruit salad-tossing, candy-flossing LA food bloggers and one teeny tiny little Deep End Diner-to-be, I am learning that meeting new people isn’t scary.
It’s not, esepcially since we’re all just a bunch of fruits and nuts, anyway. ;)
I am not completely over it. I am not bursting out of bed every day, jumping into the shower, pouring myself into a dress, dancing out of the house in a fabulous pair of sandals, a smiling *airkisskiss* social hurricane ready to embrace a brave new world of strangers.
But I am getting over it. Getting. In fact, “getting” might be a little bit of an overstatement. It’s more like “starting to get” over it. I am not quite there yet but I have begun the process, and I suppose, like they say about every effort to get to a final destination, the journey is half the fun.
So yes, I am ready. I am willing. I am ready and willing to finally. Get. Over. It.
*gulp*
Let’s meet. Let’s eat.
** a year ago today, pacifico's was a total failure. thank god. **
tags :: food : and drink : american : restaurants : reviews : los angeles
JoAnna says
Hmmm, the title of your post makes me think you're proposing a little "Face-to-Face" get-together...
so, are ya?
ed says
i dont know how you food bloggers do it. you somehow capture our attention with colorful pictures and then decide the picture is not worthy enough, so you vividly describe it in words i couldnt possibly think up on the most inspirational of nights that come once in 10 blue moons. whew! that was a mouthful!
anyways...as a fellow writer, i tip my hat to you, and as a food-blogger stalker maniac, i gotta say, you make me hungry.
and at the end of the day, isnt that what it all boils down to?
*runs off to buy fresh berries* :)
KT says
I hear you Sarah ... I am not so good at the face to face contact. However, promise me cocktails and the whole situation changes ....... those berries look really good.
Colleen Cuisine says
Hey, cool! That's my fruit salad! And my pie! I feel famous =)
Sarah, you are a crack-up and so much fun. We are dragging you to the next foodblogger dinner even if you come kicking and screaming. It wouldn't be the same without you!
Daily Gluttony says
you went to the last foodblogger get-together??? the one that i couldn't go to??? crap, you did that on purpose huh? har har, just kidding! ok, then see you at the next one fo' sho' !
Susan says
Awww. Maybe this ditty will make you and other foodbloggers feel better:
http://www.popmatters.com/features/060815-foodporn.shtml
Just tripped over it... whaddya think?
Neil says
My God, I think she just asked us out on a date!
sarah says
joanna: it's quite an indecent proposal, isn't it?
ed: [begin austin powers voice] do i make you hungry, baby? do i? [/end austin powers voice]
kt: yeah, i had to have at least two glasses of wine before i could introduce myself. ;)
l.a.c.: aw, i know you are resourceful. you can find the address.
daily gluttony: yes, we will meet at the next one. as long as this bravery doesn't die down...
susan: nice! thanks!
neil: not everyone, neil, just you and sofia. ;)
Kevin says
I swear is it just me, or does lacheesestalker get creepier with each comment?