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At Problogger on the weekend I got asked why I called my blog Deep Fried Fruit. I never got to answer the question because we were interrupted.
Once I start chatting to people about my blog it becomes apparent it's not a how-to-guide on carotid arteries, nor is it recipe book for the ultimate Hawaiian Pack*.
Quite simply, this blog is about ageing positively when you're feeling Deep Fried.
But why Deep Fried Fruit?
Why not Deep Fried Banana or Deep Fried Pineapple or Deep Fried Mars Bar?
I have no idea. All I can tell you is that I was on the massage table one day in early 2009 and in my zen state the name Deep Fried Fruit appeared to me.
Actually, the full title that appeared to me wasn't just Deep Fried Fruit if the truth be known. It was "Deep Fried Fruit and Hessian Undies". Like a gift from a very warped god.
I had no idea what I was going to use it for, but at the time I figured it would be a kick arse title for some chick lit.
Fast forward six months to my 40th birthday week where I went to see the movie "Julie and Julia". Part way through this very epic bloggy tale I knew that I was going straight home to start a daily blog and it was going to be Deep Fried.
The epiphany I had during the movie to back up the goddly gift from my massage was that Deep Fried Fruit was the perfect way to summarise the "oxymoron" of ageing positively.
The tagline of "fit and fabulous in my 40s" was a bit like battering and deep frying a banana. Does the deep frying cancel all the goodness of the fruit, or does the power of the fruit outweigh the fact that it's now dripping in oil?
Does hitting the decade of middle age cancel the goodness of being fit and fabulous, or does the power of positivity outweigh the fact that I'm now swiftly heading towards the arse end of my life?
So that's the very long answer as to why my blog is called "Deep Fried Fruit".
In hindsight I'm thinking I could have got the same result from calling it something cool like Vodka Cranberry, but I was too hung up on using the name the massage messiah had given me.
As I ride the downhill slide to 50 I am thinking that the Deep Fried component may be starting to outweigh the fresh fruit side of the business. But it could be worse. I could be sliding down this hill in Hessian undies and there ain't nobody who'd want to see the results of that!
How did you come up with your bloggy name?
If you were to start a blog, what would you call it?
Ever had a message from a massage messiah?
*I used to work at a charcoal chicken shop when I was 18 and the Hawaiian Pack included a quarter chicken, chips, deep fried pineapple and deep fried banana. This blog is not about that.
|This business card designed for me back in 2012 with original artwork created to depict the many projects I juggle which is all carried inside one very fruity hat. I've now got a new design, but this was pretty damn cool, don't you think?|