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| Oh yeah, and this was our view. So there's that, too. |
If I had to describe the vibe of FWCon, I'd have to use words like bountiful, generous, familial -- this should come as no surprise since the mastermind behind the conference, Isabel Laessig, is also the creator of Sunday Supper. Her mission to bring back the tradition of gathering 'round the table to share in a meal carried through to her work in bringing together a community of food bloggers to share their knowledge and passion quite seamlessly.
The truth is, I attended FWCon because I needed a little inspiration and a boost to get out of a slump. Working from home with a small child isn't easy, and the past few months have been a struggle to remind myself why I thought food blogging was fun to begin with now that it's turned into something much bigger than just a personal recipe journal. I found some of that throughout the weekend, hidden among the moments filled with learning, food and laughter, like lost gems that were just waiting to be rediscovered.
The sessions at this conference were brimming with not just tidbits of knowledge, but also with pearls of wisdom. I felt that the speakers really made an effort to share their hearts along with what they've learned in their brains! Maybe that's why I felt that some of the tips "spoke to me" more than in the past.
I enjoyed Monica Bhide's keynote address so much {the woman is a hoot, really} that I decided to attend her breakout session on Writing with Your Senses even though I usually skip the writing sessions for topics out of my comfort zone like photography {which I'm still learning day by day} or entrepreneurial advice {which, H.E.L.P.}. During her talk, she prompted us to use descriptive language based around the senses to "spice" up our writing, so to speak. After all, food writing is the most appropriate place to do so!
Even though I tend to lean toward a more casual, conversational style here on the blog {people often tell me they feel as though I'm chatting with them}, practicing a "flowerier" type of writing reminded me that my passion for writing was part of the reason why I chose this medium years ago!
I probably won't turn this into a place for food poetry and will spare you from writing lengthy prose on produce, but for today, I'll take Monica's advice and take a fresh approach in sharing some of the weekend's highlights.
Like bees collecting pollen from flower to fragrant flower, they buzzed from station to station collecting small plates before converging at their respective tables to deconstruct and devour each delectable bite.
Each mouthful was better than the last, enveloping the senses completely in an exquisite blanket of subtle textures, enticing aromas and ambrosial flavors. Before disappearing completely from the tongue, her mind created a tantalizing memory of each distinct note, leaving her searching the plate again and again for another taste of that sublime recollection.
So... I love chocolate. A lot. And this conference was bursting at the seams with -- you guessed it --chocolate! I was practicing some major self control all weekend long.
But there was also cheese. And sweets. And beef. And booze. And people wonder why I love attending conferences so very much.
It was as though the liquid surpassed the throat and stomach, and trickled its way down deep, settling where relaxation and exhilaration coexisted in the soul.
It's no secret that I also enjoy a good glass of wine, and since this was the Food and WINE conference, there was plenty of it to go around! After a day filled with overwhelming amounts of information, it was so nice to sit down and unwind with a tasting selection from The Hess Collection. Also, I don't often get the chance to experience multiple pairings with my meals, believe it or not. Maybe I should make it a habit.
If the morning rays of the sun could have been reigned in from the sky and transformed into a dish, this would be their new embodiment; a bright, zesty breeze, clearing the heaviness and cobwebs from a long forgotten space.
To begin as strangers sitting stiffly around a table, starched napkins in their laps, and leave as friends lingering around empty platters, hoping that the clock will slow down and allow for one more story or smile -- that is the true magic of breaking bread.
The presentations were good. The food was great. But the camaraderie? That was priceless.
I was so happy to see some familiar faces from conferences past, and to meet new friends {hi Shinee, Christin and Valerie!} to add to my growing roster of blogger buddies. I've mentioned it before, but blogging as a job can get a little lonely sometimes when you only communicate with your peers via technology. The sound of voices in the office is traded for the hum of a computer fan. To quote Brianne from Cupcakes and Kale Chips, "Facebook becomes our water cooler, Twitter the break room, and Pinterest stands in for white boards and flip charts." It's a different kind of work life.
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| Sometimes we have a little trouble letting go of technology. |
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| I said we were fun. I never claimed we were normal. Photo Credit: +Isabel Reis Laessig |
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| FWCon Roomies. Photo Cred: +Shaina Wizov |
Who would have thought that logging on to a website would one day give me a whole new meaning for the word "connection?"
A HUGE thank you to everyone who worked tirelessly to put together FWCon. And a very big thanks to our sponsors, too -- I was the lucky winner of the grand prize of Saturday's Jeopardy game and I took home oodles of swag {including an edible ink printer, wine, cheese and cutting boards, gift baskets of jam, chocolate and kitchen gadgets}! Cole especially loves his "motorcycle" from Fields Auto Group:
I hope to be back next year!
