There is a long to-do list women can have in this life. My personal list seemed simple enough. I wanted to be a teacher. I wanted to be in love with someone who loved me passionately. I wanted to travel and enjoy friendships. I wanted to become a great cook. I wanted to infuse my life with art and music. I used to think that I was the type of woman who went after my life rather than just letting life happen to me. Sadly, that belief dripped away once I entered my thirties, got engaged, and got pregnant unexpectedly while planning my wedding to my true love. Having my first child, getting married, maintaining a full time job as a teacher, and opening a restaurant with my new husband in one year wrecked havoc on my identity, my ability to actually feel as if I was in control of my life. A time that should be filled with happiness and excitement seems to be marred by a since of loss which causes a jagged and bumpy reality. I have decided that being selfish, at least for a few hours each week, is crucial to my survival. This focaccia project is my way of rediscovering me.
Why focaccia? I am passionate about cooking; it is an artistic endeavor, one that brings me great joy. I don't often get to revel in its intensity since I have become such a busy woman, but I miss it. My goal is to open a stand at a local farmer's market selling my focaccia creations along with pizza dough and bruschetta made from fresh, local fare. This blog serves as my diary, one that will chronicle my own personal growth towards a stronger, more whole self while at the same time detailing my recipes and my success at the local market. I suppose my ultimate goal is to rediscover me, my passion, and my dreams.
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