Friday 5: Food, glorious food!
If you were a food, what would you be?
- That's a hard question. Perhaps I'd be a hearty stew: on one hand, simple and straightforward and dependable; but also a blend of a whole lot of different (and sometimes unexpected) things that make up the whole.
- When I was a child, I loathed salmon-- largely due to my grandmother. Please don't misunderstand, Gram was generally an excellent cook. But there were exceptions, and high on that list was a Lenten favorite of hers: salmon loaf. Even thinking about it makes me cringe. And I'm not alone-- to this day, the mention of that dish among my siblings will generate a visceral response. Made with canned salmon and bread crumbs, it looked like meat loaf, except that it was a disturbing shade of pink... and dry... and just plain nasty. *shudder*
I grew up, got married, and moved away-- safely away, I thought, from ever having to be in the presence of that nasty pink fish ever again. Then it happened that we went out to dinner at a lovely restaurant with one of my husband's co-workers, who insisted I try some of the glazed salmon she had ordered. I took one bite, in order to keep the peace.
Oh. My.
Turns out that salmon is one of my favorite foods. Who knew?
- For a meal, probably pot roast, covered and baked forever with potatoes, carrots and onions. We called it "stringy meat," because of the way the roast falls apart in the gravy. Mmmm....
- But "comfort" also makes me think of when I had been sick, and my mother would make me toast with apple butter, and my own pot of tea in a little brown teapot. I still like to recover that way.
- I like making desserts-- and homemade pie never fails. Fruit pies are my favorite: apple, or strawberry, or cherry.
- Calamari-- which looks like what it is, rubbery little tentacles all curled up... no, I'm not a fan.
- On the other hand, my father used to put brains in his scrambled eggs... and that was actually pretty tasty.
- A really nice glass of wine. Pinot grigio, or maybe a nice shiraz, depending on what's on the menu.
8 Comments:
Calamari yes ... brains in scrambled eggs??? really...
as for a nice glass of Shiraz... I'll be right over...
stew and that fabulous pot roast...delicious! and i love your conversion story (btw, my grandmother was like yours, usually an outstanding cook, but there were a few things...)thanks for a great play!
Canned salmon and fresh salmon are almost no relation. So glad you found the good stuff! We have salmon for Easter Dinner in my family... between my vegetarian-but-fish-eating husband, my ham-disliking mom, and my lamb-disliking self... we decided a few years ago that we liked salmon, plus it was pretty and eastery-colored.
I agree with Susie, the canned salmon has almost no relationship to the fresh!
I've read three posts on brains and eggs- and so far, it's a toss up whether or not they're worth eating. Personally, I can't stand the eggs, so....
Fun play. Loved the reminders of stringy meat.
I like canned salmon, but it's not like fresh (which I also adore). Canned salmon and grits is one of my favorite breakfasts.
But the brains and eggs thing? My grandfather ate that, too. EEWWWWWWWWW!
When my parents were in camp, one day they thought, "Scrambled eggs, yum!" Until they figured out they included brains. Ewwww.
Canned salmon is to salmon as an MRE is to real food.
"On the other hand, my father used to put brains in his scrambled eggs... and that was actually pretty tasty."
So... you might say he put a lot of thought into his meal.
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