Wednesday, November 10, 2010

wheres our food identity?

I made an almost all-local dinner for my roomates Chris and Elizabeth last night before heading out to the show. a rack of lamb with mint oil, and kale over a butternut squash puree. And for the sweet we finished it off with a 5 minute prep dessert of sauteed bananas in brown butter maple glaze served over Stroopwaffles.

My friend Tatyana Vdovina came to see the show last night with her boyfriend Zach. They were giving away the Mark Twain award for American humor to Tina Fey in the next room over so the Kennedy Center was definitely laid out on red carpets and security up the ass for the likes of your Steve Martins, Steve Carrell's. Whatever was happening in there, if someone decided to blow up the place, that would have been the end of half of the last 30 years of SNL. It was nice catching up and polishing off 2 bottles of Cabernet. I guess its bad luck in Russia/eastern Europe (Shes Russian, he's Bulgarian) to leave an empty bottle at the table so we stashed them on the floor next to us. It made me think about us Americans and how we really don't have any superstitious behaviors, especially at the dinner table. And then I thought well, we really don't have a food culture to begin with now do we?

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