These days I'm on a very restrictive diet. Boy oh boy do I miss food, food is such a deep part of me. And so, I thought it would be just lovely to write out my love of food. Sit tight, this may take a while
My parents loved food. Every other day my mother would bring home a new food we hadn't tried, and my father would figure out how to cook it. They both prided themselves as cooks and were often competitive. My home was always full of smells. I miss the smell of home made bread.
I was born in Japan, and spent my first 8 years there. My parents shopped in the local stores and made Japanese food most nights. I have this great video of my Mom preparing fresh bamboo. I sat with my mother in little Japanese noodle houses sharing large bowls of noodles in broth. Sigh.
From there we moved to Hawaii for a few years. I climbed guava and avocado trees and brought bags home to my folks. I ate roasted pig that was cooked all day in the ground. There were pineapple plantations that we would drive to for fun. We would roll down all the windows and inhale the sticky sweet scent. So pungent that it felt like it made the air heavy and you could taste it on your tongue.
When I got married we were sent to Italy by the military. Every day in the car on the way to the base we passed vineyards. Ken fell in love with wine, which flows like water in that country.
Every time we went somewhere new I would insist on one authentic well made meal. I had a steak in Assisi at the top of the village that I will remember for life. Chicken in wine sauce in Nice, baguettes and chocolate banana crepes in Paris, brauts in Germany, hot mulled wine in Austria, and ate sourdough in San Fran.
At 26 I realized that food was my calling and signed up for school. I've never been more happy in my life than I was when I was in cooking school, and will be going back this fall. I had access to so many wonderful fresh foods and I soaked up the knowledge like a sponge. I was excited to go everyday. Sigh again.
I do have something to tide me over though. The farmer's market starts up again in a few days. I'm so excited!
Fresh juicy produce, coffees, breads, honey. Drool!
When I cook I tend to lean more towards simple meals put together correctly, with high quality ingredients. Don't get me wrong, I love a wide variety of foods, but I tend to go for rustic, authentic, staple meals. Coq Au Vin is a good example. Very longstanding French dish that mother's served to their family's. Basically just chicken stew cooked in wine. Very healthy, hardy, and hard to mess up. Yum.....
In fact, I may do a way shorter blog about cravings every week. It seems to help me stay away from it some how, and it's so much fun to dream about food!
What are your current cravings?