Archive for November 2nd, 2006

Home is where the food is

I could spend hours wandering the aisles of a good grocery store. I am drawn to sauces and side dishes for meals I will never prepare and produce I won’t eat. In my heart, I am an adventurous gourmand. In life, I have a significant phobia of cooking and an aversion to some of the most common and attractive vegetables. I can barely hard-boil an egg, fear blowing up the apartment every time I pre-heat the oven, and most of all am terrified that if I was to attempt even the most basic recipe, I would fail miserably. Couple that with my intense distaste for tomatos, peppers, mushrooms, onions, olives and anything else one might find on a pizza that isn’t meat, and you have a person who has no business trying to plan meals.

A s a result of my culinary shortcomings, I usually restrict my food purchases to fresh fruit, grain products, cheeses and beverages unless I am occupied by someone who cooks. Don’t get me wrong, I know what foods go with other foods and I can conceptualize a meal for people who cook to prepare and for people who eat to consume. I just have no idea what it takes to turn the bagful of food into joy on a plate. I’m usually sent to the grocery with specific lists of ingredients for planned recipes.
I had the distinct pleasure yesterday of wandering the aisles of my favorite grocery with one of them cookin’ folk. I had no list to rein me in, and while I usually chicken out of buying outside of the list, I had someone else to confirm that this food would be consumed. It was bliss! It was fun! I didn’t even mind walking home with the 75 tons of food! I don’t know if I’ll ever be brave enough to attempt cooking on my own, but the couscous with salmon steak drizzled with wasabi ginger sauce we had for dinner tasted a little bit sweeter because it was made from ingredients I picked out.

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