Just passed the Epiphany (in Christian calendar time I guess) and I suppose I am as entitled to my own epiphany just as Jesus was. More than likely it has to do with my menstrual cycle and the phase of the moon. I probably have more in common with the moon...lifeless, orbiting, curiosity....than I do with Jesus. There, that should slough off any squeamish readers.
My epiphany hit me this week, thinking about all the ways food fuels human bodies. And just how exciting something that tastes extraordinary raises the bar in me. Does it happen to everyone? Isn't it a riot how I always sprinkle food around the things I do. Someone in my recently former homestate of VA lent me the event name for those times when you are bumping into old friends, folks you miss but maybe don't have the time to connect with. "Old Home Week" I think it's a southern thing. Like "Bless your heart"....which I think is a disguise for a more negative description.
So, a New Year trip to CA and visiting with old friends (the kind I adore...they don't go away and each time we see each other, it's like we have ripened and gotten juicier and more colorful) we found ourselves in a little diner in LA called Auntie Em's (like Dorothy, Toto,etc? maybe?) fantastic stuff to eat. I play a game that makes me believe I can conjure things up. If I need something, crave a flavor, it usually shows up on the menu where I am sitting. And I had just told Karen (real name....because she's a real person) how much I love steak and bleu cheese. So I had just that on a salad (served in a big bowl....EXACTLY like the large Pho bowls at Pho 88). And we shared the biggest red velvet cup cake I've ever seen. It might have had a cup of yummy icing on it. Sorry Auntie Em...not as good as Cake Love's cupcakes. CAKELOVE gets #1 spot. And according to Seth Godin being #1 isn't easy. ("The Dip")
My one hand tells of food as fuel and the other about food as healing. I'm seeing a career in academia coming...it's going to be a long haul with lots of dips (oh go read that book it's a little one) but I believe in the end I'm going to have a blast with letters after my name.
Picked up a hunk of cheese next door to Auntie Em's ....a Sotto from Italy...lot of money per pound. Kinda hard (think Parmesan) with a food grade ash rind and Truffles tucked into it. I hope they put truffles in my mouth when I am on my deathbed. I should put that in writing.
I recently discovered the nerve to look at the large print bookshelves at the library. All I can say is how much I enjoy reading a book effortlessly. Too bad it wasn't a great book. (dog years, mark doty) I would have been more impressed if he stuck to the dog and less about irrelevant stuff. seemed to be all over the place. sounds like me. I'm also reading Do What You Are...I'm a ENFP. What are you?
My cupboard has some goodies waiting for us...polenta, quinoa (super high in protein) french lentils.
lastly just for the record, I eat the WHOLE egg. If only for the choline. Besides, it'd be like wearing an outfit sans one important piece (like the pants
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