Geek is one of those childhood insults which is now nouveau cool.

I’ve long enjoyed referring to my husband as a science geek and we have countless friends and family members who are computer geeks. A special thank you should go to my brother here as he is responsible for getting me into the blogging world and slowly away from the tiny scattered scraps of paper on which I write notes and recipes and ideas.

I am still suffering from the pen and paper addiction as I find it challenging to get computer time most days. Many of my posts are the culmination of hastily written notes which then sit around and gather dust until I can make my way to the computer. Some sense of urgency often forces the issue - recipe requests from friends are a good example.

But back to the geek thing. Lately, I have wondering if I may be nearing food geekdom. Some of my symptoms:

1. I’ll take Wusthof over BMW any day.

2. Karen Barnaby is my hero (I know, I know, I’m sounding a little obsessive over this one).

3. Smoked Alaska black cod makes me swoon.

4. Curtis Stone makes my knees weak (Aussie chef on Take Home Chef).

5. Who needs DeBoers when you can have KitchenAid.

6. I know what time it is by what’s on the Food Network.

7. The thing I miss most when I’m away from home is my gas cooktop.

Not exactly a top ten but definitely getting close. What brings out your inner geek?