In the course of a year, my computer’s hard drive accumulates quite a number of food photos; so much so that there are times when I imagine that an internal rupture is imminent, and the next time I turn my computer on, it’ll spew forth a salvo of disjointed images.Ah, such is the imagination (and computer contents) of a food writer.Lately, I haven’t been up to the task of describing my various restaurant experiences online or otherwise. A spate of print commitments has left me lagging far behind on blog duty and as I sit here typing, I feel a bit ruptured myself – metaphorically speaking, of course – my creativity seeping out wastefully into a puddle on the floor. Eek, quite the imagery, yes?When I turn on the computer today, I turn to my food photos hoping that inspiration will strike. The ones that I include here are those that do, they hearten me and imbue my sagging writer’s spirit with remembrances of good meals past and excitement for those to come. After all, eating is the leitmotif, if you will, of my food writer-life, and food is what I ...

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