I’ve always liked food. Always. But I’ve not always had the most sophisticated palate. Or the most expansive.
But somewhere along the line, I learned to eat. Well. And as I sat down to a summer meal of panzanella salad and fig bites, I realized that plate of food looked a lot like something I might have eaten at the home of our buddy, Jack Daniels.
Jack’s mama – Carole – really taught me a lot about how to eat well. An awesome cook, she welcomed me into her kitchen on more than one occasion. Good food and good company were always on the menu. Carole cared about ingredients and it showed on the plate. Her food was colorful and delicious. I didn’t get it at the time, but I was terribly inspired by her mastery of food.
Mister’s parents also played an important role in my food-loving evolution. They taught me to be open to all ethnicities and to variety. In their company I have tried and devoured more fantastic meals than I can count. And we ain’t done yet!
I continue to learn about food. Gratefully. Fortunately, Mister is right there with me when it comes to eats. I’m a lucky gal that way. And when I mentioned to him that our dinner reminded me of Carole Daniels, he smiled and agreed. Then we made a toast – to her.
I wonder what that gal’s been cooking up lately. Something good, I bet.