The process of writing about food is often like going on a blind date. The hope for a mutual attraction, a little something in common, and maybe a good time is what you’re looking for. Tasting several dishes cooked by the kitchen crew of a restaurant is no different. You hope for something delicious, food that has been prepared properly and maybe, if you’re lucky you get an unexpected taste experience to write about.
Previewing what a restaurant has to offer before you commit to a reservation? Is this possible? If you attended the Holiday Flavour party at the Molly Pitcher Inn on the beautiful Navesink River in Red Bank, NJ, you may have tasted more than 20 restaurant offerings.
When is a collection not a case of hoarding? Recently, I found a group of fellow cookbook collectors on facebook. They call themselves The Cookbook Junkies. Like me, this is a group of cookbook aficionados who have amassed or are in the process of putting together collections of cookbooks. I think everyone has their own reason for what appeals to them, but it can be rewarding and comforting to find like-minded compatibility.
There are so many things that I will miss in Seattle. First and foremost, family living across the country. There is nothing better than hugging your kids in the flesh … as opposed to hugging them virtually. Then there is the food.
Delicious, well prepared food isn’t always beautiful, and beautiful food is often tasteless. Such is the situation encountered over and over again at large scale events. Fundraisers, foodie dinners, farm-to-table, you name it. Every now and then though, my theories become fried in the over-used cooking oil and proof does indeed come out in the pudding.
