I came about this idea of ‘blogging’ long time ago, but never seemed to have time or determination to actually do it. Now it’s a best time.


I want to share with you my views about this world. It’s my way of killing the boring and eventless life. I wouldn’t post anything if I didn’t have a sharp point, nor would I spend the effort to make the pictures look nice if the food is tasteless. At the end of the day, what I can bring with me is this decaying body and hopefully a youthful mind.


Over a decade of journalistic life, I walked and passed, watched and felt, too much. When I was tired, I cook. Cooking is therapeutic. I sometimes wonder, how we deal with food is how we deal with life. The most difficult problems of this world can be solved by a table of good food, as I’m convinced.