| name | value |
| location | Melbourne |
| date | 2025-07-24 |
| dateFormat | dd-mmm-yyyy |
| slug | Food-and-sex |
People talk about food. When they are trying to get closer, or they are strangers who will never cross roads again, they talk about sex.
My relationship with food is utterly similar to my relationship with sex. I almost never eat or cook with mindfulness, unless it is with or for a person I like/love. I stress eat a lot, just like I masturbate when I need to destress and comfort my brain quickly.
I love cooking though, and I have quite some knowledge of food science that allows me to improvise and be creative. Despite how simple the food I feed myself, I am rather particular with the ingredients. Not necessarily due to allergies, there is a whole list of things I refuse to eat.
If I feel willing to have a meal with someone thinking it might be a pleasant experience, I can also sleep with that person. I don’t romanticise restaurants or certain cuisines or dinner dates, and I don’t attach emotion with sex acts.