I love food....
What is it about food that makes you remember things from your past? I have a very distinct memory of the bakery in my little town growing up. In fact if I sit really quiet and recal this place, I can sometimes smell the smell that is a bakery....especially for me I relate the smell to the incredible white frosting that topped so many of the items in the case, and which filled my favorite treat the cream horn. Oh the joy of this desert. I have tried them in lots of different places, but none of them taste like the ones I remember for some reason. Interesting how this little bit of pasty and cream can make me recal so vividly the feeling and sensations of this place. I know its the same for a few other foods for me, one is popcorn, which I have chatted about...but I can still taste that orange cheese on the ends of my fingers after sharing a huge metal bowl of this with my cousins. I can remember the bowl that my grandmother used to make the most insane chow mein in, I have tried to replicate the meal many times over, but its still missing something... I am sure its the memere love! Today my parents came over to eat drink and be merry. I cooked.....We had a canned dear meat stew, with a wonderful bouqet of veggies, with a delishous french roll and olives. I made probably the best apple tart to date. The crust came out to die for and the apples are wonderfully crisp and sweet. I plan to top it with some homemade goats milk caramel and burbon vanilla whipped cream. Yum Yum Yummy!
Tell me a foodie story...Its just such a part of our lives, how could you not have a memory about food?
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