I’m kind of obsessed with food. Eating it. Cooking it. Buying it. I was going to say that grocery shopping is my Xanax, but my husband says to stay away from pharmaceutical references. “No seriously,” he says. Every Saturday night is like Christmas Eve for me, because the Farmers Market is the next day. I just moved to the Bay Area and have so much to explore and discover that I get butterflies every time I think about it. So here is my blog about my adventures, Lizzy in the Bay, the sequel to Lizzy Dishes Portland [Oregon]. I can’t wait to see what happens.