My inspiration seems to come to me in the strangest places.
I don’t mean it comes from unusual sources. After all, I am an obsessive foodie. I adore Food Network, Chopped is one of the few TV shows I watch, my shelves threaten to collapse under the weight of my cookbook collection, and I am positively addicted to food blogs. Seriously, it might be a bit of a problem. At work, at home, in class…if I have a spare moment I usually have my nose in a book or, more likely, with my eyes glued to a picture of some fantastic, decadent, perfectly decorated dessert on a food blog. I’m pretty sure all of the students who sat behind me in my grad seminars hate me for making them so damn hungry every morning (I have, in fact, been told as much O.o).
I digress. Another problem of mine.