As a child I didn’t live close to the ocean, although growing up in New Zealand I was never far from it. It’s easy to take things for granted about your own country, but I’m happy to say that the ocean and its proximity is not something I’ve ever taken for granted. I know how lucky I am.
After all, there are many people in the world who have never even seen the ocean. That’s a hard one for me to comprehend.
So here we are in the middle of January – just over two weeks into a new year. I thought I’d take a quick break from food and travel to share a few thoughts.
I’ve never been a big fan of the whole New Year thing. I don’t quite see what all the fuss is about. Perhaps it’s because I prefer Christmas and New Year always feels like a disappointing follow up.
Food is first and foremost about sustenance and our wellbeing. But it is also about family and connections, about creating a home and an environment where we can feel that we are a part of something special.
Birthdays are a funny thing. Some love them, some hate them and some are simply indifferent, failing to see the point of celebrating being another year older.
I will have to confess to the first. I do love my birthday but this year it surpassed my expectations. Let me explain why.
So here it is – my first blog. For a long time I’ve been meaning to start blogging. The delay had nothing to do with not knowing what to write about. I have so many interests it was difficult to know where to begin.
I decided to start with my two greatest passions – food and writing. Of course in today’s world they go together like, say, tomatoes and basil. Think celebrities and cookbooks, television and magazines. It’s a huge market. I always quite fancied being a food writer. But as it turned out it was another type of writing that stole my heart.
Tracey O'Brien 
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