I remember when I was a kid I could eat my mother’s homemade bread until I had to lay down on the floor from being so filled. My food obsession is at times driving me crazy. That is why I have to write about it. At times I think that I am going mad. Because I love it and I hate it. And good bread is at the foundation of my mental illness with food. The thing about baking your own bread or making any food in the kitchen is that the experiment that unfolds makes life so interesting in the moment. Forget about the brownie mix and make those brownies from scratch. I have to take my own advice because its easy to buy the box of Pillsbury brownies and make them the easy way. But it is not that hard to make brownies from scratch. And you feel like you have accomplished something when you make the effort. And you can add as many walnuts as you want to them. Walnuts, that’s the secret ingredient. Actually just about any nuts taste pretty good in brownies. And then you can add some extra cocoa and sugar if you like. Then as always I have to add something healthy like soy flour or oat flour – just enough so that you cannot even taste it. But I can justify the gluttony of eating these chocolate treats. Is it my curse to always put healthy together with decadence. Maybe at 2:00 in the morning when I cannot sleep and in the dead silence of the night some wisdom will come to me. All the memories of the food and the experiences I have had around food will help me to write this book. You have to stay up late once and a while to really appreciate the silence of the night. And when I go to bed when I am hungry I will dream about food….