citrus and chocolate

got home from a two days of college visits. sat down, ripped out a chapter of AP World notes, then ate some dinner (my parents went out with friends, so I made it myself).
After eating out for the past 2 days, and eating lunch at college dining halls, im pretty sure this was the best meal I have ever had. Salami on toasted tuscan bread (trader joes!) with slice apple and guddah (sp?) cheese.
I love food. It is definitely a family thing, mostly from my mom's side. My mom, i know every one says this, is the best cook alive. everything is home made, always.
My dad once told me a story about when they were dating in college. he walked into my moms dorm one day to find her cooking a whole chicken in her little toaster oven. this should give you a little insight on what a foody I grew up around.
I always new this about my mom, but my most recent discovery was my grandma, Baba.
Baba has sneaked into our house to leave food for as long as I can remember. It always made my mom really annoyed.
Now that i think about it, my grandma is a food hoarder, she always has piles of food in her trunk. I guess thats part of the reason she is always pushing some of it on us, she must realize her little problem.
but she grew up in an impoverished part of Ecuador, so I dnt judge.
but the worst insult you can throw at her is to refuse food or money from her. but she will NEVER accept food from anyone else. she is actually really mean to waiters at restaurants. i learned very early to never let her order.
but this is old news. baba has gotten alot older, and is turning a little senile, and not to mention hard of hearing. its probably because of this that im becoming more aware of a gift she has.
baba has never been good at communicating. but recently when i spend time with her, she talks about food.
I love to hear her speak about her meals. her voice gets soft and full, she closes her eyes as if she is savoring it as we speak... I can taste it.
when she tasks about food her words are never jumbled or confused. she might not have picked up commonly used english words, but her culinary vocabulary is perfect. she is descriptive!
she describes every step she took in making her meal, every bite as she ate it. she remembers it all, she might not remember that you made plans with her that day, but she remembers every morsel of her meal.
I really feel connected to her when she is in this sort of food trance. I have always loved the way books described meals.
in middle school i was a book nerd. i didnt socialize, i read, i lived through books, i ate through books. some times the food described in books made the simplest meal a fixation for me. bread and cheese with tea for example. i would eat it all the time. i would literally be hungry for books. I savored descriptive words.
and now, i find this same feature in baba, just when it seems like our communication lines are slowly starting to erode, to find this vividness that has manifested its self in her mind through food.
Yah... we are totally Foodies. I wonder how many other Foodies are out there, just normal civilians, doing there thing in life, and savoring the most simple joy... food
especially in high school, a lot of people (girls) are corrupting the essence of food, constantly worrying about weight ect.
yah, im a girl, i worry about weight, but i dont take it out on my food. I eat good food that makes me feel good. if i wana loose weight i run. its simple.
its annoying to see people eating the equivalent of one meal a day (usually consisting of unhealthy processed stuffs) while constantly torturing themselves, fixating on everything in the world they would like to eat. thats how people start binge eating kids!
i love food
i love the chocolate my mom bought. it is milk chocolate with raisins and almonds in it. and its the best with a tangerine. im actually just finished eating just that.
thats why i wrote about food today.
i just looked over at my dessert and though "oh my god. you are delicious. you are beautiful. i love you"... CONFESSIONS OF A FOODIE!!!!!!!