Food is something I've always enjoyed.

I not only enjoy eating it, I enjoy getting the groceries (for it) and preparing it. I enjoy arranging the grocery items categorically in the pantry and keeping it as full as possible. One could easily say it is a passion of mine. Of course, something with that kind of hold on my life is what can also get me into trouble.

Life is a constant "loosening the grip" on the things we "love" and seeing them for what they are--temporal, with no eternal value.