Kitchen Tested, Taste Guarantee
What if we didn't have to eat to survive? What if food always tasted like, say, pudding, but more bland? These are silly questions, but ones I want to think about. Part of the reason is because of the events of last evening.
On another of those nights where I'm reminded why I live here, and why I'm grateful for so much, I started out at the U.N., looking at photographs, drinking wine, and eating bland hors d'ouevre at the invitation of Mike. I hadn't been to the U.N., let alone in it, since I was of the acid washed jeans age. Strangely imposing, unwelcoming building. But back to the food.
Because mini beef whatevers were not up to par, we decided to give burgers a try. To have a place nearby that you can go to for an always dependable good meal should make one feel more than a little fortunate. To be able to sit down with three of your better friends and talk about everything from work bullshit to neighborhood crazies to friends in saigon giving speeches to the communist party should make one feel fortunate. To see four burgers come out of the kitchen at the same time thanks to strategic ordering should make one feel fortunate. None of this is lost on me.
Later, returning home to find a package from someone too close to me to be so far away -- at least that's how it feels sometimes -- there is a letter and a book. a cook book. cook books are these things that have nice pictures and recipes inside that tell you how to make meals i often pay good money for. Q's tried to get me to cook for years now, with little success. These days, though, I'm getting better. Slowly. I know so many people who cook seriously, religiously, and their varied reasons for doing so. And I'm beginning to understand.
The recipes in the above-mentioned book are touted as being Kitchen Tested [thank god] and have a Taste Guarantee [good to know]. Cooking's always been vaguely intimidating to me, but armed with this perhaps I'll be more willing to take that leap. The cover of the book pictures this pork dish garnished with bacon [I KNOW!! 2 kinds of pork! genius] and lima beans. And while I wouldn't necessarily think lima beans and bacon are the first thing people might think to pair, these days half make me think that that little bit of difference is reason enough to give it a try.
On another of those nights where I'm reminded why I live here, and why I'm grateful for so much, I started out at the U.N., looking at photographs, drinking wine, and eating bland hors d'ouevre at the invitation of Mike. I hadn't been to the U.N., let alone in it, since I was of the acid washed jeans age. Strangely imposing, unwelcoming building. But back to the food.
Because mini beef whatevers were not up to par, we decided to give burgers a try. To have a place nearby that you can go to for an always dependable good meal should make one feel more than a little fortunate. To be able to sit down with three of your better friends and talk about everything from work bullshit to neighborhood crazies to friends in saigon giving speeches to the communist party should make one feel fortunate. To see four burgers come out of the kitchen at the same time thanks to strategic ordering should make one feel fortunate. None of this is lost on me.
Later, returning home to find a package from someone too close to me to be so far away -- at least that's how it feels sometimes -- there is a letter and a book. a cook book. cook books are these things that have nice pictures and recipes inside that tell you how to make meals i often pay good money for. Q's tried to get me to cook for years now, with little success. These days, though, I'm getting better. Slowly. I know so many people who cook seriously, religiously, and their varied reasons for doing so. And I'm beginning to understand.
The recipes in the above-mentioned book are touted as being Kitchen Tested [thank god] and have a Taste Guarantee [good to know]. Cooking's always been vaguely intimidating to me, but armed with this perhaps I'll be more willing to take that leap. The cover of the book pictures this pork dish garnished with bacon [I KNOW!! 2 kinds of pork! genius] and lima beans. And while I wouldn't necessarily think lima beans and bacon are the first thing people might think to pair, these days half make me think that that little bit of difference is reason enough to give it a try.
posted by quickstuff at 4.5.05
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