Why I Shouldn't be a Food Blogger

There are somethings in life that you just need to step up to the plate and admit are not your calling. I have admitted to myself that I am not called to be a food blogger.

Why you ask? I made a list. (I love lists)

1. I was raised by a Georgia peach. I know how to make fried chicken, fried okra, and fried grease.
2. I'm not a one trick pony though. I can also make pierogi and cake. lots of cake.
3. I'm a four trick pony. Ponies are not a good mix with food blogs.
4. have you seen the size of my rear?
5. the size of my right thigh?
6. left thigh?
7. I've never had gouda cheese.. or any of those other fancy cheeses. If it doesn't come in a bag marked Kraft, I've never tasted it. I'm refined like that.
8. Mushrooms are fungus. Why do you eat fungus?
9. Eating cows that are still moo'ing is inhumane. I only eat them if they are burned to a crisp and can be used as a frisbee.
10. You can see my butt from Google Earth
11. I think sushi should be fried.
12. For some reason there's nothing ever left to photograph.

It's just not my calling in life. But if there are any local food bloggers who need a taste tester... I'm definately called to that!