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I was in Alabama this past weekend visiting family, being pulled on various inflatable objects behind boats, partaking in the shrimp boil, and photographing all of the food of course. My family and friends always get a kick out of how I obsessively photograph the food in front of me. There is something ritualistic in it. The celebratory food and wine at the wedding receptions to the pancakes and coffee at IHOP as my grandmother slips away from me. I don’t have an unhealthy addiction to food, but I do have a relationship with it. Especially when it marks important moments or serves as a quick notation of a story I don’t want to forget to tell. Someone once said “its the Southern in you.” maybe. But what I do have is a food log encompassing almost a decade of my life. Recently I’ve been mulling over my food log of images and video in my head…trying to figure out what this is and what will be its concise manifestation. [Read more…] about dining with my mac