It's 2am and I cant sleep for the life of me and I've given up all hope for it now after discovering a truly lovely lovely story that singlehandedly defines why so many of us love food - its ability to communicate in a non verbal way how we care.
Food blogger Jennifer Perillo lost her husband suddenly to a heart attack last week and asked friends to make his favourite pie - a creamy peanut butter pie. Now I have always been a firm believer that if you make someone a pie then you have a friend for life. And right now Jennifer needs all the pies she can get.
Too often the food industry is labelled as bitchy and in a way it is - the jobs are scarce, the work hard to come by no matter your skills, and your reputation is often dictated by others rather than what you produce. The peanut butter pies being made the world over by the food blogging community shows the really lovely otherside to this world. The uniting, loving, all consuming force of food - something that all the other bullshit can never get in the way of.
I'm off to make 2am peanut butter pie for Jennifer. And for Mike.
Don't believe me? Check out this video made about the masses of pbp being made.