It means something to me…

Last Saturday while I was in the Taste of Boubyan for Autism Carnival waiting for my brioche to be prepared by Maria Rustica’s a cute girl was helping out at the booth who totally made my day and actually put a smile on my face. She told me that the first time she prepared French Toast herself was after reading my recipe post for French Toast from 2009 which is almost four years ago! 

I was quite touched and really honoured when she told me that. To be told that I was the reason for someone to try something for the first time therefore being associated forever with their first memory of that thing, to be remembered for something I wrote down years ago, and to be actually told about it, to me that’s priceless! It doesn’t happen very often especially in the era of instagram and fashionista’s dominance but when it does, when someone out of the blue lets me know they read something on the blog and they liked it, or benefited from it, or even hated it and disagrees with it, its what actually keeps me coming back to the blog and let me write and post more ofter.

My readers, you were and always been an extension of the people of my life and I appreciate each and every one of you, even the ones who hate me and leave me bad comments. Your appreciation, or feedback, means a lot to me especially if it is positive. Sometimes I feel like I’m typing into a world of nothingness but most of the time you remind me that I have a voice and that voice is now being heard, for that I thank you.

And dear cute girl, what you’ve told me that day brought joy to my heart. You might just as well brought me a big tray of breakfast in bed with a bunch of flowers and big pot of coffee! Thank you, really and truly thank you :*