I like the sense of connection with another human that only sex provides. But food is my canvas. I express my truest me through feeding other people. I love tonset a lovely table and present a beautiful plate. I love choosing fats, acids and proteins for a savory expression. I love turning flour into a really pretty batter, applying time and heat to make a solid cake. I love to carve out and add on and come up with something joyful to eyes, nose, tongue. I love sitting with someone whose belly I filled. I love the surprise and delight and all the other facial expressions as people eat what I serve at my table. I always have. And, let's be real, I love to eat. I would rather not choose, but if I had to I would choose food. Though, if the choice was only for a day, I would choose sex with men. I often fast before sex anyway.