Eat. Eat. Eat.

A few months ago, I up and quit my day job in corporate America. Crazy, I know, during this time of mass layoffs and a worldwide economic disaster. So what? I've always been the independent type and optimistic as well. 

Now what. Here's the thing. I'm not exactly sure. I have no REAL plan. However, here's what I'm thinking. I believe in my hearts of hearts that everything will work out -- my years of writing, cooking, catering, advertising copywriting, traveling, teaching, TV cheffing, camping, motherhood, suburban living, daily movie watching, and party giving and foreign language speaking propensity, will all come together (somehow) to allow me an interesting, maybe even fabulous, new career as the new me. 

Yes, it is scary, and I'm hardly an ingenue. But I recently heard a quote that sums up my philosophy. I paraphrase: the opposite of fear is not courage, it is faith. 

I have faith all will be well. So I'm off to Rome.

In Rome I will be cooking, writing, advising, learning and who-knows-what else. I will be at Cantina del Vecchio (www.cantinadelvecchio.it). It is a Osteria (wine bar) that is my friend L. Tucci's very favorite ristorante in Bella Roma -- right off piazza Navona and on Via dei Coronari, the antiques alley.

A friend recently commented that this sounds like the beginning of a book. Something like Eat. Pray. Love. I told her my book would have to be titled Eat. Eat. Eat.