Sunday, 18 October 2009
All of this got me thinking last night about how much of our relationship revolves around food. For example, the nature and location of my work means that I get home before my fiancé (which is partly why I prepare most of the meals), so one of the first things we do when he gets home is sit down to eat, while we catch up on how our respective days went. Many of our first dates were in restaurants or involved home-cooked food. I think we'd all do well to recognise food as not just fuel for our bodies, but a social event in which we all participate.
On a different note, there's a post over at Teakay's Blog responding to my mashed potato story, with his own tale of mashed potato woe. This one blows my 'mashed potato incident' out of the water!