My Earliest Food Infatuations
Remembering my first experiences of sheer, inarticulate taste ecstasy. All from 10 years old or younger.
- •Mashed potatoes w gravy.I made a well and let the gravy sit there for awhile, then watched it dribble down the sides. One bite, and the earth shifted.
- •Cinnamon toast made by my grandma Minnie.She cut it into three strips instead of in half. I felt this had meaning.
- •Spaghetti w just butter for dinner.Courtesy my mother's cousin Edith. This was the only thing she knew how to cook (recessive gene). We didn't care.
- •Cole slaw w purple cabbage at Don & Bob's in Rochester, NY.Purple cabbage!
- •Lamb chops w bright green mint jelly.More accurately, bright green mint jelly on top of this other thing that gave it legitimacy.
- •Eleanor Jones' chocolate cake made w mayonnaise (!)Mrs. Jones baked this cake in a lamb mold. (What was it with the lambs?) It was moist beyond belief, baked just long enough to be called cake instead of batter. I think I could not speak for an entire day.
- •Howard Johnson's mocha chip ice cream.More speechlessness. God was finding me.
- •Matzoh w sweet butter and salt. And strawberry jam.Passover was the only time we had butter instead of margarine. I thought it was a Jewish thing. Also, brilliant.
- •Strawberries.Especially the kind w stems from the weekly public market in June. Deep red, slight crunch. Temporarily useless 6 year old girl...
- •Minute rice and frozen/cooked French-cut green beans mixed together.Vegetarian casserole, foreshadowed.