One day as I was walking into my eighth-grade choir class, I had an undeniable happiness written across my face that could be seen from miles away. I walked partially down the steps and turned to the right where my desk was each time I am to come to class.  I was holding my purse tightly. The strap started on my left shoulder, going across my chest to my right hip, you know, like those cross-body purses, except I don’t think this purse was a crossbody purse. I was just wearing it that way.  I had some good news that … Continue reading The Beginning of a Foodie!