I agree with you about snacking at the end of harvest. Cold coffee and a day bed crust tastes wonderful! The final day of harvest is much more satisfying than completing planting.
Can't agree with respect to sucking for not ever having a BLT, but yeah, the rest of it. Simple food and I would add honestly earned...there's no better meal.
I remember when I was in college I had a Jewish professor...kind of an exotic creature in 1974, and when someone asked him what it meant to be Jewish he said, "It means you can't eat bacon." I thought...it must be more complicated than that...
Now that I think of it, because of our Somali population, Islamic people are still far more common than Jews in our neck of the woods. I wish I would have thought of this sooner, but on my list of good meals I could have put the goat I had in a Somali restaurant in Willmar, a town about 70 miles away, where I was the only person in the place who spoke English and the menu had to be navigated with trust and good wishes.
I agree with you about snacking at the end of harvest. Cold coffee and a day bed crust tastes wonderful! The final day of harvest is much more satisfying than completing planting.
Can't agree with respect to sucking for not ever having a BLT, but yeah, the rest of it. Simple food and I would add honestly earned...there's no better meal.
I remember when I was in college I had a Jewish professor...kind of an exotic creature in 1974, and when someone asked him what it meant to be Jewish he said, "It means you can't eat bacon." I thought...it must be more complicated than that...
Now that I think of it, because of our Somali population, Islamic people are still far more common than Jews in our neck of the woods. I wish I would have thought of this sooner, but on my list of good meals I could have put the goat I had in a Somali restaurant in Willmar, a town about 70 miles away, where I was the only person in the place who spoke English and the menu had to be navigated with trust and good wishes.
I've come across so many people who have pitied me because I can't eat pork or drink alcohol. I tell them, 'Don't pity me. I don't miss it.'
Can't miss what you never had especially when you look at it as nasty! Different tastes...
There's plenty of yummy stuff in the world.
The older I get, the more simple my pleasures.
Seeing a video of my youngest grandchild being read to and loving it!
Talking with my oldest grandchild and laughing at her chutzpah!
A piece of whole wheat toast with butter and apricot jam and a cup of hazelnut coffee...mmmm.
That's joy!
Fresh from the garden - the best!