Feast (noun): a large meal, typically in celebration of something.
Feast (noun): a plentiful supply of something enjoyable, esp. for the mind or senses.
From left to right: Jonji, my husband, Kitty, me (Hana). Not pictured: Babushka, our other cat. We (minus Kitty and Babs) are from Santa Cruz, California, now living in Palo Alto. By day, I am a graphic designer and Jonji is a pediatric resident at Stanford. To see the kind of design work I do, visit my portfolio site.
This blog is merely a compilation of stories and recipes. Most of the stories have to do with, or are entirely about, food. I believe that the key to healthy and happy living is good quality food. I constantly think about my next eating experience: where to eat? What to make for dinner? What to get at this week’s Farmer’s Market? I spend so much time thinking about, and eating, food, that it seems only natural to write about it.
The two definitions of “feast,” above, are how I choose my stories—one of them must be present in a situation for the story to be featured on Feast. That being said, “plentiful supply” is completely subjective.
I would in no way have this avid appreciation for food if it were not for my mom, Dawn. This blog is partially Mom’s, in that many of the recipes have come from, or have been inspired by, her. Her motto is “love people and feed them.” And so, in a roundabout way, that is what this blog is about. It is our wish to bring joy to others through food. This time, the end result is in your hands.