Food Stories

Last week the lovely Joanna from Midwestern Bite bestowed on me quite the compliment; a nomination for excellence in food storytelling.

The nomination itself was flattering but what she wrote about me made me grin and blush, big time.  You can read her super sweet nomination here.  Joanna, thank you, I have no doubt we will continue to be mutually inspiring and hopefully break bread together someday!

Here’s the deal with the contest, it’s hosted by a blog called Food Stories and each month they compile nominees, a panel of judges to…judge, and the award is presented.

In true blog love fashion, the idea is also to spread the love so each nominee is requested to nominate 5 bloggers, so here, in no particular order, are my nominees for the May 2012 Food Stories Award

1. Katie blogs at Katie Did and does a beautiful job infusing recipes with snippets of life.  She is also one of the more adventurous eaters I’ve come across, she once slurped a whole raw egg ‘out of curiosity’.

2. Allie, who writes at Colour Me Happy, puts such thought and intention into each recipe, photo, ingredient, and word.

3. Green Kitchen Stories is the blog I read and think, “I want their life!”.

4. Roost is the blog I read and think “feed me!”.

5. Beyond The Flavor is the quintessential nominee for this award; a blog dedicated to telling the story of food, starting with the people, the fields, the ovens, the berry patch, the goats, and the dirt.  Check it out, it’s gorgeous.

Nominees, thank each of you for providing me with regular inspiration, if you want to participate than follow these steps and share the love.

P.S  The last piece of the nomination is to share a random fact about myself.  In the spirit of summer and food storytelling, here it goes; when I was a little girl my sisters and neighbors would pretend that our swing set was a ship.  Emma, the oldest, was always the captain.  She would command from atop the monkey bars and the girl ran a tight ship, we each had specific jobs to get that barge across the ocean.  My role was to forage on the ‘ocean floor’ for food to sustain our journey.  I would climb on the swing, pump my legs hard, then launch into the deep blue water.  Before long I would return with sea treats (also known as Roma tomatoes, sugar snap peas, and comfrey flowers) and we would feast.