Here’s for all the good men and women who might be like me, who enjoy good food, and long for a great bite. You know, a great bite of food where all the flavors and combinations make a great fork or spoonful.
Perhaps you’re like me unable to get rid of Star Wars once and for all. I have no idea how to keep Star Wars from delivering Vader food – in other words bad food. So, I am on another day of fasting. Plus, I am not allowed to keep a pantry, nor can I afford it.
Or, perhaps you are like me dreaming of working in a restaurant so I could be surrounded by good food. I imagine it would be fun to work at a place where you shared ideas of dishes and food combinations as part of your every day management.
I am not excluding men or women from this post, Imagine however you choose as you read. As for me this is a date day. Spending the whole day with a good-looking man as I feed him, and talk to him. Telling him the simple stories that don’t make the headlines, but take root in our hearts. It’s the small stories that become the great loves.
Breakfast: I love a great fresh brewed mug of coffee. Cream and sugar, please. I haven’t had a great mug of coffee in years. I would make a scone of currents, chopped hazelnuts, and raisins. Served with finely chopped hazelnuts in whipped butter. I would need to make this to decide for certain if it needs a glaze on top or a jam. It could be boysenberry jam, or an orange glaze with more chopped hazelnuts, or both. One of each. With mugs of coffee as I tell you stories.
True Story (the Bluetooth and the shrinks know this one): In second grade I was voted Most Talented by my teacher Mrs. Hayworth – or something really close to it. We were asked to write a story to be shared in some book for the end of the year kind of thing. So, I wrote about this great, big beautiful mansion-house that had gold fixtures, fine furnishings, and I was the maid.
Because I may have been in second grade, yet I was all too aware of how financially careful we were. If it hadn’t been for all the jobs my mother had, her careful managing of money, we would never have had anything. I was never the child that asked to buy things. I was the child that did not ask, not even for new clothes.
I remember an argument I had with my mother because she bought a marcasite ring. I love marcasite – it’s this antique thing. I think the whole reason I was upset is because I was worried about money all the time. I was worried for them. Sometimes arguments happen out of concern.
So, I wrote about this great house because I wanted to be in a fancy house far from where I was living. However, I couldn’t see how to get there unless, I was the maid.
Lunch: This is a little experimental. I am not sure of all the flavors. I would have to make it to make sure they taste good together. It is an open-faced turkey sandwich. Here’s how I would make it different. A great slice of hearty grain bread toasted, then chopped romaine, iceberg lettuce, parsley, onion, perhaps tomato, and apple – chopped fine, cobb salad-fine. I mean the original cobb salad from The Brown Derby. Then, my cranberry sauce. I make great cranberry sauce. It is so good if you don’t like cranberry sauce you will like mine. You will never want a can of cranberry sauce again. This cranberry sauce will have a little lemon in it to brighten the flavor. A good slice of juicy turkey breast with freshly made gravy on top. I would serve a good stone-ground mustard also on the side. A light lager if you want something alcoholic, or cucumber-infused water.
True Story: There is this great underground mall in Montreal. When I visited I purchased these earrings and brooch at an antique store in the mall. I wore these earrings and brooch when I played Beverly in Shadow Box. When I went to New Zealand – in a mall again – I bought this great greeting card at an art store. I love the Kiwi’s. They are great people. I love the Aussies too. Really great people.
Back to Quebec again. I became a vegetarian after I visited Quebec. I went to a restaurant on the menu was Hare soup. I just couldn’t imagine Bug’s Bunny in a soup tureen, so I ordered a fruit salad. True story. I remember feeling better a couple of days later when I realized I had stopped eating meat. I was very overweight at the time. Because of my lack of provisions, access, and circumstances I’ve had to let go of my vegetarianism.
Dinner: Chive risotto for a starter topped with a freshly grated hard cheese like pecorino or parmesan, fresh cracked pepper, and fresh-cut chives.
The main dish – white fish, panko coated and pan cooked served with a dill sauce. A side of Brussel sprouts sliced, pan-cooked in butter and sliced almonds. At the end of cooking before plating fresh ground salt and pepper. Both the starter and main served with a nice, slightly dry white wine.
Dessert – I want to make this to see if it tastes good. I was thinking of shortbread cookies and espresso liquer crushed and formed into ramkins. Creme Brulee with the burnt sugar, topped with raspberries and a raspberry glaze.
Does that sound good?
I want some.
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