I had lunch today at Pigdog, Pig’s latest venture. As my co-worker and I were walking back to the office we were talking a bit about our enjoyment of food. I have to admit, my life is enriched by the food I eat. I can remember specific meals in my life (like the outstanding maple pork roast I made last month, and the amazing meal I had at a winery in NZ almost two years ago) and often my mood will improve during the day if I remember we’re having something particularly good for dinner.
Along with appreciating the taste, I can put back a fair bit of it too. Thankfully I have a metabolism that supports this (and in my own defense I DO exercise, occasionally). I’ve been asked by a restaurant servers, on more than one occasion, if I really want to order as much food as I’ve just ordered. Yes, I do, and I’m going to eat it all, thank you very much for your opinion. Now go make my food!
I’m not sure if the love of food is a learned character trait or if you are born that way. I come from a family that appreciates good food, so I have certainly been supported in my journey. And thankfully I married a husband who is of like mind. It makes eating out fun.
And now I’m starving.
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