The First piece in my “What I Love About Food…” posts. To read more about my exercise in reenergizing my passion for food check out my opening post.
It may seem like a totally obvious place to start, and maybe you feel the same way, but I love food because it just tastes so good.
I once heard some one close to me say, “I wish I could just take a pill and get the nutrients my body needs and that be that.”
I was speechless.
Honestly, I couldn’t comprehend the whole idea.
My heart actually hurt.
Where is the joy in that?
I wanted to grab her by the shoulders and give her a good shake.
I love eating.
I love the comfort of something warm. The crunchiness of something super fresh. The excitement of something bold. The brightness of every unique favor and spice.
There is a clip in the beginning of Pixar’s Ratatouille where Remi, the rat, is tasting different pieces of food. Different, beautiful music plays and colors swirl around him like fireworks with each bite illustrating how his every sense is engaged. Then, combining the food he creates a whole new experience with the flavors.
I love this because I know the feeling all too well.
When a dark chocolate is paired with the perfect red wine. BAM!
A slightly sweet jam is paired with a strong stinky cheese. KA-POW!
Lemoney, pepperer basil with tangy baltsamic and creamy, fresh made mozzarella? Cue the finale.
It’s fun and exciting. My tongue does a happy dance. I too have swirly colors dance all around my head.
But, even just the most fresh, plain tomato, cucumber, or sugar snap pea straight from the garden can do the same thing to me.
And, I love that about food.