In my family, food is love. It’s always been that way. It’s our love language, the way we show someone we care. A celebration would not be a joyous occasion without a three course meal. Just as, a heartbreak could never be mended without chocolate icing or cookie dough. Food is the way we love, celebrate, and cry. It has defined every memory I have and the people within those memories. When I think of Saturday mornings, I think of chocolate chip pancakes. When I think of my dad, I think hazelnut vanilla bean ice cream. When I think of late night studying, I think of chocolate covered animal crackers. When I think of my birthday, I think of cheese stuffed tomatoes. It is safe to say, a memory wouldn’t be a pinnacle moment if food wasn’t involved. The Sexton clan has ventured abroad twice, to Ireland and Italy. Yet as the Sexton Family motto goes, each time we were more excited about the food we would be indulging in, rather then the tourist sites we would see. Our great abroad adventures were spent exploring the countries delicacies, not their national monuments.
So when Fuji (Dr. Lozada) asked me to join his Food research team in China, I was almost in disbelief. A month exploring and tasting authentic Chinese food, while learning about the intricacies and complexities of China’s food system? I said, “Food is what I do best… sign me up.”