I don't really know how to start this thing off. Like with any true, deep and unyielding love explaining its nature can be near impossible. It exists in a realm somewhere beyond words; it just is. So is my feeling toward food. I am forced to control myself so as to avoid gluttony but let me tell you its a trying task. If it were up to me I would chase any scent, savor any bite, and pay any price. Luckily for me circumstances like weight and income keep me in check.
For a foodie such as myself heaven exists on earth. New York. San Francisco. Paris. Rome. Notice I didn't mention Santa Barbara? Well I noticed too. I currently live in some man's paradise, and one little lady's purgatory! I tell you I'm hungry here and I've been looking to find some culinary redemption in this town!
Based off my web research I see I'm not alone. After some mostly fruitless attempts at attaining gastronomical advice in this place, I decided to set out on my own. One restaurant, one class, one shop at a time I will conquer the Santa Barbara food scene. I will do it so others don't have to, and I promise I won't enjoy one minute of it.