Food

I told Becky that I was rather food driven. She said that she got that about me. I love how honest she is. We had a lovely, if expensive, meal at a Mexican place on Monday afternoon. The best thing on the plate was a creamed corn thing. It was sweet and spicy all at the same time. I need that recipe. I need to make that recipe.

On Tuesday night I walked down to this Italian place on Peachtree Street. 

Baroni's. 

It was wonderful! 

I, of course, had the wild mushroom risotto. 

It was the special. 

It was the least I could do. 

It was finished with truffle oil and a red wine reduction. 

The earthy truffle oil played very well with the sweetness of the reduction. 

I like food that plays well with others.

I was happy.  

My tummy was happy, 

burp.

 

I want it to be known that I did not lick the bowl.

I wanted to but I thought that it wouldn't look good.

There were people sitting next to me.

So, I refrained. 

It was big of me, wasn't it?

What I did do was sop up all the yummy goodness with a couple of pieces of bread.

They were small pieces.

If one has to eat alone, one should eat well.

I think I'll make that my new motto. What do you think?

Love,

The glutenous M