Eating My Words: Birthday Week 2010

Sunday, March 21, 2010

Birthday Week 2010

Last year's Week of Eating Deliciously set in motion such a wonderful, jeans-tightening Year of Eating Deliciously, that I'm determined to repeat the experience: all week I'll eat some of my favourite things.

1
Every kind of Cheese
cost: about $20
location: friends' ski chalet

Here's a selection of Quebec's finest (all purchased at the grocery store in a little rural village. Sigh, what a great province). From left to right, Victor Berthold, Lady Laurier, Ermite and Le Voyageur. Please note the totally awesome 1980s wine glasses, the perfectly good $8 bottle of wine and the roaring fire. Life simply doesn't get better.

p.s. the Lady Laurier is ridiculous, bonkers, gahhwwww delicious.

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Michelle said...: Happy birthday week! We've had two birthdays this past week in our house as well. I never thought I'd utter these words, but - Oof! Cake overload.; March 21, 2010 at 6:46 PM

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I’m a chef - I make my living cooking. Years in the restaurant industry were good to me, but I concurrently took my Master of arts and when I was through it dawned on me that I didn’t actually want to be a prof in some charming small town; I wanted to keep cooking. Trouble is, restaurant work isn’t the most intellectually stimulating, and I wanted more. After years of cobbling together food-and-writing-related work, I landed in the wild world of magazines as a food editor.

The wrinkle is that I don’t cook for myself. People I meet at parties go all gooey-eyed when they ask me what I made for supper, imagining no doubt seared scallops on a puree of freshly shelled peas with crisped guanciale and basil oil. The unexpected truth is it was likely a bowl of pasta with olive oil and whatever was in the fridge, be that Parmesan, sundried tomatoes, or a shot of gin. I live alone so there is no one else to impress except myself. And now you.

But this is hardly the the sad tale of a lonely young woman. Many nights, it’s quite the opposite: if there is bread in the house I will drench two slices of it with mayo and add a fried egg and thinly sliced kosher pickles, then stand over the sink and inhale that mofo. It’s so good and makes me so happy that I often make another one right away. What, am I going to create a stunning three-course meal for myself, set the table, light a candle and cluck about how great it is to be single and independent? Bah. Better to dirty as few dishes as possible and get on with it.

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Sunday, March 21, 2010

Birthday Week 2010

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