Fat pig in the market is one year old!
Can I get an oink oink?
Last year I started this blog as a birthday present to myself because I wanted to do something that I’d always wanted to do…write on a regular basis, find a voice.
I bumbled about looking for a topic that would intrigue me. I admit that it took me a while to see the sign even though I was walking by this sign daily:
I made my first pizza.
I kept on making pizzas until I could boldly claim, “I make a mean pizza.” I do. I even make breakfast pizza.
I totally owe you a post about pizza.
Hi. I’m the voice of the fat pig. I got a little chill the first time I hit publish on this blog even though I knew I was the only person reading it. Now there are actually people who read this blog and I didn’t even pester them to. That totally amazes me. So here’s what I have to say on the fat pig in the market’s first birthday:
I still get a chill every time I hit publish. I’m so happy you’re here!
XO ~ fat pig