Nothing Better to Do

My mom said that I had to write something so here goes...

My dad picked up pizza yesterday. We ate till we could eat no more. It was deliceteable. NOT. It was okay. Strawberry Fanta never tasted so good.

Your friend,

emily bevill

Hello!

Hello. My name is Emily. I am 11 years old and already a food critic. The idea started a few years ago. The idea was inspired by my dad's cooking. My two favorite things are writing and food. So, I was asked "What do you want to be when you grow up?" "A food critic. It's the only way to combine the two." I said. So finally my dad let me have my own blog. When I'm a bit older, I plan to have a website, go to collage, and live in Paris, my favorite city. Where I'll come to after I visit The Queen of England, President of the United States, and other world leaders. While having sushi with the Ambassador of Japan, I will be taking notes on taste, service, and atmosphere. Just like now.

Your host,

emily bevill