So I’m become suck a nervous wreck about the foodbuzz festival. I’m beginning to get scared its gonna be like high school or even the “healthy living summit” (which I did not attend, since I’m not a “healthy” anything blogger).
You see, I think I’m a bit odd in these massive gatherings.
In high school, I didn’t belong to a “group”. I was not:
-a cheerleader (not blonde and no coordination)
-a jock (again, no coordination and very very short)
-a drama geek (I did like acting, but the drama geeks didn’t like me very much cause I didn’t know all the songs from RENT or whatever)
-a prep (J crew made me gag a bit at the time)
-a goth (I was depressed enough having no mom and an eating disorder, i didn’t have to exaggerate it)
-a “popular”: I didn’t have a rolodex with everyone and their dog on it, and I was the last person to even maybe be considered as any sort of prom “queen”. Even prom jester was a far cry.
Who was I? I had few enemies, I was kind to everyone (mostly), I had my opinions of the cliques, but I never stuck with any of them. I was a “floater”. I was not rejected outright by anyone, cause I was nice enough, but I wasn’t the first person they called for party.
Truth is, my closest high school friends were kind of floaters too. The people I keep in touch with from high school actually left in 9th or 10th grade, so I really had very few close friends. My closest friend was my eating disorder, and what BIATCH she was!
Anyhow, I had a falling out with my eating disorder, but we still manage to keep in touch, even though I try to ignore her calls. She’s so clingy! But being free from her made me a better, funnier, and saner person. I have confidence now, I’m a pretty awesome person.
So…..if you are attending the foodbuzz festival and you are new to my blog, I want to come right out there and say it: I’m a weirdo in the best way possible a yoga instructor/chef/writer/blogger can be. I’m a purple sheep (cause its way prettier than black) but I suppose an interesting one. Lets all hope this doesnt end up being high school, because afraid I simply won’ belong.
What were you like in high school? Where did you belong” Are you going to food buzz (if you are, are you as a overwhelmed as I am!? So many people to meet so little time!)
Anyhow, for today’s recipe:
Roast the pepper on the gas (its the quickest way possible! dont be intimidated!)
Then, it will look like this!
Then cover that sucker up
chop it up
Bake at 350 for about fifteen minuets or until cheese has melted
Let cool and share with someone you love, like a roommate