Whatever happened to the American dream of doing what you love for a living?

I love food. Always have. I cook. I eat & drink. I comment about food. It’s not work, it’s a lifestyle. And a chaotic one, at that.

My day job?

I get to talk about great food to as many people as possible. My boutique media firm helps generate buzz about Arizona’s best food, drink and dining spots. We provide media relations & marketing for local businesses.

“But Ty… you can’t write a food blog AND represent restaurants AND tweet praise/criticism on other restaurants…. all at the same time.”

Bullshit.

My life has always revolved around food (and music.) In fact, my clients depend on it. I love to talk about food both on and off the clock. However, when I tweet or blog, I openly disclose any business relationships.

I’m not a journalist. I’m certainly not a food critic. My blogs and tweets are packed full of typos. (Plus, with tweets like “cocktail abortion & eatin’ dress,” I’ve pretty much closed any doors to journalism opportunities.)

So anyone you see taking cheap shots at me is doing it from ten steps behind me. Yep. I’m talking to the petty PR fossils, attention desperate has-beens, and anyone else with conflict of interest issues. Those are your issues, not mine.

Have fun playing catch up.

I hope someday you’ll find what makes you happy.