And so it begins. My relationship with food. My first real, healthy relationship with food. Sure, we’ve always… got along. But after 24 years of getting to know each other, I’ve decided to enter a fully-committed, till death do us part kind of a relationship with food. The kind only some daring enough to call themselves a dietitian would accept.
This food affection that sparked The Adventures of Huckleberry Thinn is the same undying love that guided me down a strenuous path to pursue a career in nutrition. After recently recovering from a wrenching divorce with my first life match—public relations—I’m slowly understanding the fulfilling responsibility I now endure to feed my nation good food and good stories.
The honeymoon stage has brought me here. Checkpoint #1. Five years of grueling science classes so I can inherit that RD badge of honor. And it all starts today with my first day of school. Fundamentals of chemistry and basic biology.
This means the riveting travelogues you’ll discover on this blog are not only rooted with my impressive family tree :), but are backed by raw science.
“There is something fascinating about science. One gets such wholesale returns of conjecture out of such a trifling investment of fact.” Mark Twain.
Some say walking away from a prosperous career in public relations to sit in a classroom for 5 years is crazy, but I say to hell with them. RD ME.
But for those who have provided unwavering support, I can’t thank you enough. This one’s for you.