I live to eat. I do not eat to live. Food is a passion, a way of life, and frankly, a big deal. I also tend to photograph food constantly, to the chagrin of my friends and family. They have  accepted that at some point during our meals a bulky Olympus OM-20 will make an appearance and begin snapping away at everybody’s food- sometimes with flash!

The food in Seattle was great. I had never properly wandered through every crevice of the Pike Place Market, touristy though it may seem, and we found a great crepe place hidden in the back! My childhood friend Ariel also took us to Michou, right on the Market, where we had great deli-style sandwiches. She works for a really cool company right downtown, and although it was a cold, blustery walk, it was entirely worth it!

I also photographed the food stalls a lot. I couldn’t help myself! Blood oranges, snap peas, strawberries, raspberries, blueberries- how could one not? I find that photographing food also makes me appreciate my meals more. I go back and just say, “Ahhh, wasn’t _____ marvelous?” (Insert photographed meal in blank space).