I haven’t been tagged for some time now (and this is not an open invitation!) but I liked White on Rice Couple’s photographic tag post, in which they helpfully supplied text as well :-) So here are five facts about me:
1. I alphabetize my spices. Except for the one lazy susan of flavor extracts and baking spices, the rest are arranged alphabetically because it seems like I’m always short of time when I’m cooking. I tend to gather ingredients as I read them and fumbling through spice jars is not fun (btw, not in alphabetical order are the salts and peppers on the right, but you already saw that, I bet).
2. I love Bach. Though I like some post-1700s music, my music of choice for soothing melodies or complex polyphonies goes back to Bach, particularly the French suites. My brain can’t hold words and music together – I can hum along to a lot of my favorite classical pieces, but, with a few exceptions, I can’t remember the words to my favorite hymns or any other music, for that matter.
3 . I get asked this question every now and again about what camera I use, so I’ll answer it here: I have a Canon XTi with a 50mm f/1.8 lens. I don’t have any setups (reflectors, lights, etc.) and usually shoot food photos at the window by my kitchen sink. In my Amazon wishlist is the 50mm f/1.4, a 24-70mm f/2.8 L, and a 580EX II flash. The 50mm f/1.4 just may get moved to the shopping cart soon.
4. One thing you’ll hear often in my house, “Have you seen my macro filter?“ I inherited a few that happened to fit my 50mm lens. But I’m not at all methodical when it comes to taking photos. I usually take about 10 seconds to position my food subject, take maybe two or three shots, and fling off the filter because the cats are climbing the walls in the hallway and I want to get that shot. So the hapless filter often winds up by the stove, behind the coffeemaker, next to the phone, tucked in with CDs, in my back pocket . . . .
5. I’m currently feeling: exhausted. We had some painful layoffs this week. Because of budget cuts, colleagues I cherished and some not so much were handed a box to pack up their personal belongings. Though sometimes a finger of worry would try to work its way in, God reminded me in several small but clear ways earlier in the week that He was providing for me (as He always has), but that this time, it wasn’t my turn to be laid off.