Little blobs of love….conch love, flavored with aromatic spices and fresh herbs with a hint of spicy. Crispy on the outside and tender on the inside with bold flavors. Just the way I like it. I must have made 100 of these lovely conch fritters.  It was love at first bite, love at last bite and I’d love to make some more, as soon as I receive another batch of fresh conch.  Mood for this bad ass conch: LOVE, PASSION, AND PERFECTION.

It’s never a wise idea to cook when you’re in a bad mood. The energy will be transferred into the food you prepare. It may sound crazy but it’s true.  If someone’s in a bad mood and offers me food that they prepared, do you think I’m going to accept? Heck no!   If I know that you don’t like me (but pretend that you do), and you offer me food; I will refuse it just the same.  No, I will not ruin my Temple with your ill attitude or aggression. My temple loves positive forces.  I don’t eat to be full, neither do I eat because of  hunger. Besides my obsession with food, I eat for longevity. I eat to remain healthy.  And whenever I eat, I want to savor every moment, every bite,  inhale, exhale, and experience the joy that excellent food brings.

….and I achieved just that when I devoured my little blobs of conch love.