Food. There is something everyone should know about me. I'm having an affair. With food. All kinds. I'm non-discriminatory (except for anchovies! GAG ME!). When I go out, I look for restaurants or food shops. I love ethnic food and always have. American food is overrated and overall, not that good. Give me a bowl of Lo Mein or a Pirogi anyday over a piece of pizza.
Not that American food doesn't have it's place. A bar-b-que isn't a bar-b-que without burgers or kosher weenies (must be kosher, non-kosher is YUCKY!). Overall though I feel better if I'm eating Mediterranean or Asian. It seems lighter or something. Granted I feel hungry again sooner but I also have more energy, go figure!
So back to my affair. Some people would spend extra money or their "fun" money on toys, electronics, entertainment, etc. I spend mine on food or food related activities. My fondest family memories are usually involving food, either the eating or making of. When I remember people, I usually remember what we were eating. I love to cook for others not because they can't but because it makes me ethereally (is that even a word?)happy to cook good food for them. Food heals, makes laughter, seals bonds, and distracts.
Todays food highlight was Chinese food at Peking with Mom and Dad. I jumped at the chance to eat REAL Chinese food and not the crap they try and pass off in Omakanogan. I gorged myself on Lo Mein and Beef w/ Broccoli. OH! and egg drop soup....mmmm. It was divine.....*sigh*
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