posted by admin on Sep 3
Hi, gang. I’m away from home this weekend (as I’m sure many of you are), escaping the ravages of Hurricane Earl (as I hope many of you are). So, my blog this week is going to be short.
Short but, I think, thought provoking. On a small scale. A question popped into my head the other day and the more I thought about it, the more and more curious I got. So, here it is:
What is your least favorite thing to prepare?
For me, it’s salad. Love to eat it, hate to make it. You have to wash each leaf, 
dry them (not easy) or spin them in a salad spinner (another thing to wash), break or cut them up, chop up your other stuff … and, in the end, all you have to show for it is a salad.
Now, I refer to your basic green salad with a few extras, like carrots, celery, tomatoes, cucumbers, and maybe olives. (And, really, it’s mostly the lettuce part that annoys me.) Other kinds of salads are fine with me to make. Tomato and mozzarella salad—no problem. Apple-Walnut salad—great. It’s that basic salad I hate to make.
So, what’s your least favorite thing to prepare?
Okay, gang. Stay safe and dry, and I’ll see you next week.
posted by admin on Mar 28
I call this “my world” of food because I believe that food is a very personal thing: How we eat it, how we interact with it, and what we like/don’t like. We all look at food differently. The taste, feel, and smell of every bit of food we consume is experienced differently by each and every person.
For example, the same orange can produce two completely different responses in two people. It might repulse one person, maybe because they got violently ill one day after eating an orange and now s/he can’t stand looking at one. For the other person, maybe it triggers memories of fragrant orange groves in Seville during a honeymoon or a stint as a bright-eyed exchange student. When I think of oranges, I think back to when I was 9 years old and on a trip with my mother and aunt to visit famiily in Venezuela. I have a vivid memory of looking out at the mountains at night and seeing all these orange lights glowing, and, to my 9-year-old eyes, it looked like a giant orange grove.
But one thing remains true: No matter how different our languages, clothing, customs, culture, religions, etc., the one thing every person on the planet has in common is that we must eat. That is why dining is a communal affair, to be shared with friends and loved ones. Even our pets get a little something special from our plates, don’t they?
So, with this blog, I hope to share my views on food and our relationship with it. I’ll be sharing recipes, tips, links, and all kinds of goodies. Hope you like it.
