that's a wrap

so that’s it.  a whole ‘nother year.

i’m sitting here, scratching for what to say—what could possibly sum up what has happened this year?—and i decided to check the im high on cooking archives for some inspiration. 

this time last year, i wrote: my last day of work is in two days.  two more wake ups.  two more taxis and two more subways.  ten or twenty more metal detectors, bag checks and id scans. thirty more case sensitive passwords.  two more mail runs and two more coffee runs.  two more bagged lunches and two more suits.  four more cuff links and four more bells.

holy, fucking, shit. 

i quit my job as a trader on the floor of the new york stock exchange.  i moved to the south.  i learned to farm.  LEARNED TO FARM. 

LEARNED TO FARM!!!

represented the united states at the biennial slow foods conference in italy.  asked my love to marry me—she said yes.

and this is only a bird’s eye view.  day-to-day, this has been the most educational, incredible, life changing, inspirational, and encouraging year of my life.  a lifetime has passed this year, and to picture myself just a year ago today is difficult to do.  in two thousand nine i dreamt a dream, and today i am awake inside it.  the dream is a reality, and the reality is mind blowing. 

this will be my last post of the year.  as numbered as the changes in two thousand ten appear on paper, the changes that lie ahead of me seem to dwarf them.  things are happening, and two thousand eleven is upon us. 

what are you passionate about?  what do you love?  hone in on your passion and trust the signs.  everyone is a teacher, and when you are ready, the lessons will unfold before you. 

when i return, im high on cooking will be reborn.  a sexy new body, same burning passion.  i can’t wait to share in the new year.

love, and peace,

jared