This is how I know I’m a freak…
…As I am a subscriber to several food magazines, my name and address information is given out (i.e. sold) to several companies who think I will fit in well with what they are trying to sell me. And I don’t necessarily disagree with them for a change.
The latest catalog to come to my door? A cookbook catalog.
I read cookbooks like some people read porn. The right recipe in the right context will shoot endorphins into my bloodstream at a rate almost exceeding that of any illicit substance I may or may not have ingested in my youth.
Am I going to sign up for their little book club? You bet yer sweet ass I am!
But which books shall I get? There are literally hundreds to choose from!
