As I begin a welcomed, new journey in this life, I figure why not write about my greatest love, All Things Food. For me it doesn't matter what we are talking about as long as we are talking about food. No not necessarily haute cuisine or gourmet, I mean the best falafel vendor to the ultimate burger joint. Knowing the ideal purveyor of truffles or wild rice. Where to buy the best produce to where to purchase the best charcuterie.
Literally All Things Food.
This includes the moment I buy a new apron and the first time I don it. Dreaming about my first scrumptious meal of the day and praying each meal will be equally fulfilling. Enjoying the first, summer kissed strawberry in a bowl of cream. Cracking open the expensive, endless, glossy copies of cuisine magazines each month. Yes, I mean satisfying me every urge, desire, and need to be the gourmand, culinarian, chef, and foodie that is essential to my being. With all that being said let's travel to the depths of my existence and explore my humble beginnings.
My life as foodie began as a wee child tied to the apron strings of my Granmi. Granmi was the original, ultimate Domestic Diva. Well before the brand that became Martha Stewart, Granmi and a millions like her were doing exactly what Martha does, they just weren't being recognized for it. Granms sewed, made all meals from scratch, cleaned, gardened, mothered, and loved. She took joy in doing all of this, but especially preparing meals lovingly. The first meal of the day was truly the most important, rarely was there just eggs and toast. At every breakfast there was an array of meats, eggs cooked to your liking, fresh fruit, cereal, hot coffee, juice and usually some home fries. I could really use one of Granmi's breakfasts as I begin my day and think about all that needs to be done. These meals were meant to fuel and prepare you for all that life had to offer. If nothing else you would leave her table sated and full as a tick. For some this breakfast sounds like the buffet at the Ole Country Buffet, yet for me and my family this was the norm. And not just breakfast every meal had to be special with its own nuances. These nuances and particularity to detail is what molded me to be the foodie I am today.
Although I am a tad bit more than a foodie, I pride myself on being a well-rounded gastronome. By perpetually educating myself, following the trends, shopping for the finest available and always learning techniques whether they are classical or nouveau. Oh I forgot eating! Then eating some more, tasting, savoring, sometime engorging, then God willing eating some more!
My love of All Things Food brings me great joy and I hope you'll equally enjoy my explorations, failings, & discoveries of this banquet we call life.
"I don't like food that's too carefully arranged; it makes me think that the chef is spending too much time arranging and not enough time cooking. If I wanted a picture I'd buy a painting." Andy Rooney
Well i definately love the blog, considering we share that love for food. I am going to say good bye now cause i kno now that this is started i will never be hearing from you again...so long sistah (sniff~sniff)
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