why am i blog'n again? ...

i never grew up liking food ... i was always the malnourished boy in the family as a matter of fact, my sister and i have always been the shortest kids in class every year and every school we've attended ... as far as i can remember, at dinner each night, sitting at the mahogany dinner table dreading what my mother would serve, i'd stare at the timeless clock, wondering how many hours i'd have to sit here before my mother got fed up yelling "finish your rice!" and release me from the dinner table ... it was a war zone and 7pm was when the guerrillas came out ... when my mother yelled, "dinner's served" i'd put up my game face, the agonizing face as if i'd just had a terrible case of food poisoning ... it never worked on my mother ... as i grew older, i grew bolder ... in sixth grade, one evening, after coming home from school, my mother served my sister and i curry for dinner ... my sister and i loved her curry, but we never ate much of it ... unable to finish my dinner, i told my mother, "this curry sucks" ... i found myself on my knees with my face locked up against the wall and my mother screaming behind my back telling me she'd let me starve and die young ... paralyzed by fear, i knelt there next to the wall for four hours until my mother had gone to sleep ... i snuck back to my room, unfolded my swiss army knife and decided i was going to teach mother a lesson by commiting suicide ... the pocket knife never got pass a paper cut ...

that's not to say my mother isn't a great cook ... as a matter of fact, she's one of the best cooks i know ... years of fighting to nourish my sister and i, my mother's perfected the art of cooking ... ever since i invited my first grade friend, Karl, over to my house, i've received non-stop jealous praises about how lucky i was that my mom made restaurant-quality food while his mom fed him cold, rubber chicken at home ... ... that was my early experience with food ...

this blog is about anything that "fills me belly" ... literally, psychologically, emotionally, physically, spiritually, professionally ... whatever ... why? ... first, i've recently (or last ten years) have grown to be quite obsessed with the idea of food ... not that i'm a big foodie or that i can whip up a Manchu Han Imperial Feast ... you name it, in a city like LA, there's probably more than a thousand burger joints making over a million types of burgers ... you turn on the tv and there seems to be an endless production of new reality chef shows ... we've grown into a society that revolves around eating ... second, sitting in my office cubicle staring into infinitesimal of nothingness i've developed quite the talent to day-dream ... hopefully, through this site, i can explore the adventures of my day-dreams and attempt to document them in some orderly fashion ...

[writer's block ... 1 week later ...]

ok, really made no progress on this entry, so time to post and move on ...