Yesterday evening, I had chance to chat with a blogmate online. She is a passionate foodnik, that takes great pleasure in the simplest of life's little gifts....Probably one of the reasons I appreciate her. She had just come home from a day out with her hubby, and was sitting down to a hastily assembled mish-mash, hodge-podge dinner of: Pate, some Cabernet and some sesame/wholewheat....CRACKERS. Now, I like crackers as much as the next person, but she was waxing poetic in her descriptiveness....She was literally having an out of body experience....Perhaps it was the warm south Florida evening, the combination of palate-pleasing nuances, the company of her loved one.........It didn't matter, I jumped on board! Within a few lines, she had me WANTING those crackers, with the toasted sesame seeds, and the nutty whole wheat tastiness....I could almost taste her every bite....After it was over, and she had wiped the crumbs off her lips, and was able to converse in a somewhat normal manner.....We agreed that food, and its preparation, serving and consumption... Is A root of conversation, from which good times stem. Maybe not THE root, but certainly a pillar, from which to elaborate. I am privileged to work at something I adore, and people like my blogmate.....Give me wings. Merci mon amie...
