This is my first belly ache.
Belly ache in the sense that I am ready to complain, er discuss, my issues with living and being a self-professed food snob in Costa Rica. I moved here a mere few weeks ago with the love of my life, a Tico, that swept me off my feet, cooked me lovely meals, and probably gave me too much wine. Left it all; my job, my friends and family, and my magnificent kitchen to strike it out and create something new.
So here I am. And here I cook. Armed with what little I had shipped down, in a kitchen smaller than my closet was back stateside, I feel I am pioneering into unexplored territory. It is lovely. It is terrifying. It is the challenge of a life time.