Pregnant Lady Eats

This blog should really be titled Pregnant Lady Eats because what I'm eating and more to the point, how I'm eating is completely different from what/how I normally eat (Before pregnancy: gourmet, unusual, spicy, flavorful. During pregnancy: quick, easy, doesn't make you puke.)

So while I haven't left my palette at the OB-Gyn's office entirely, I'm still not as refined as I normally am when it comes to sampling the best Tacoma has to offer. But the word normal no longer exists for me in pregnancy-land.. so hopefully this blog will still be relevant to someone.

However, I'm not apologizing for that. If there's anything I like more than talking about food, it's writing about it, even if its during these inauspicious/auspicious times.

About my culinary philosophy because Garlic-knows if I ever compete for Top Chef or the Next Food Network Star I must have a culinary philosophy or I'll be voted off with disdain by Mr. Oh-so-sexy but oh-so-finicky Flay... (gentle superfine sugar-coated sarcasm, the better to finish creme brule with.)I rather like that: Finicky Flay Throws Down with Pregnant Lady Eats.

I'm a foodie, but not a food snob. I'm a cook, but not a chef. I'm pregnant, but not totally without taste.

I think food should be a fun, hedonistic and indulgent experience, but one that is accessible to everyone and easy on the wallet. Flavors should be familiar enough that it borders on nostalgia with a "what is THAT?" kick that elevates the dish to a new level.

And that's what I call good grubbing.