My name is pee-pee and I sometimes write a blog called Deep In This Pear, about my and everyone’s weird lovehate with food. I only update it when I feel like I have a Gucci meal that’s all pretty and photogenic and somehow relating to what’s going on in my life at the time. That’s a lot of criteria and frankly, doing a whole blog post with words and editing is a pain in my considerable ass.
I make lots of awesome foods that never get applauded by strangers, and that’s clearly a problem. I eat better than 99% of the planet, and I recognize the inherent and gross privilege of that. In my weird brain, putting everything I eat, ever, up on the ‘net for all to see somehow gives my unimaginably-awesome-food-eating a context and a reason to exist, and that helps me let go of my redundant self-deprecating shame spiraling. So that’s that, I guess.
Holler if by some fucked up reason you have a question or comment for or about me or my foods. But you don’t, and you wont, because nobody ever has. Поехали!
