Judy Cook Becomes Sioux Falls “American Food Examiner”

I was named the Sioux Falls American Food Examiner for Examiner.com over a year ago; but because I had a job opportunity in Italy I chose not to do the column then.

Because of the economic and political situation in Europe at that time, which still continues today, the job was put on hold.  I have now decided to recommence with the column, effective immediately, and am proud to announce that my first article with the Examiner has been published.  It was actually published at that time, but was pulled because I had decided not to continue.  It is now available again and will serve as the first of many articles to come.

You can read it by clicking here: Judy’s 1st Examiner Article.

If you click “subscribe” to my Examiner RSS feed you can then be notified when new articles are published – and if you’re not already subscribed to my own website’s RSS feed you can do that by clicking here which will subscribe you to WittyWordsmith.com’s RSS feed and you’ll be notified whenever I make a new post – like this one.

I want to say a big THANK YOU to all my readers.  I hope you enjoy the articles and I always look forward to reading your comments.  Thank you also – to those of you who make suggestions on things you’d like to see articles written about.  That is always a blessing and helps to get the creative juices flowing.  Anything you’d like to see written about regarding American Food, or food in general, in the Sioux Falls area is apropos.




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Judy’s writing journey began at the ripe old age of 8 when her very first poem was published in the regional publication of the American Library Association.

Her mother was the town librarian and Judy spent many hours hanging out among the books after school. It was there she found her true love . . . words.

Her inborn gift for writing began to blossom and was fueled by her love of reading. Her parents were writers, as well as her grandfather and great grandfather. The little poem she had published was entitled, ‘My Dog’ and vividly described in rhyme, the relationship between young Judy and her dog. However, when asked the name of her dog by the paper’s editor, she reluctantly admitted, “Well . . . I don’t actually have a REAL dog,” and thus began her imaginative journey with pen and paper.