Every time I get a new issue of Vogue or Elle, I toss it on top of the filing cabinet to the left of my desk to read "when I have time." I'm like 8 months behind (as is probably evidenced by my clothing.)
Every time I get a new issue of Food & Wine, Gourmet, or Imbibe, I tear it open and begin scanning the pages immediately. My heart leaps at the gorgeous four color photos, the exotic ingredients, and the fascinating tales of food in distant lands.
I just ealized this the other day. I guess it's indicative of where my interests truly lie.