There are certain wonderful things in
the world. Among them is food. Crisp fresh salads with rich or
sharp dressings. Hot biscuits with butter or gravy. Yakisoba
noodles with teriyaki chicken, beef and shrimp. Bacon, pork and ham.
Steaks left bloody in the middle. Goose liver mousse and pate.
Fresh-baked bread. Cinnamon-sugar toast. Peanut butter and jelly
sandwiches. Pizza dripping with toppings and cheese. Stir fry.
Sandwiches with meat from the delicatessen and interesting mustards.
Hot dogs at the ballpark. Burgers from
the backyard grill. Onions wrapped in foil with butter and salt and
tossed in the fire. Popcorn. Croissants, baguettes, beignets.
Donuts with not-too-sweet maple glaze. Baklava. Ice cream made with
hand-picked fruit and real cream. Coffee cake, danishes and
brownies.
Fish and chips with tartar sauce, onion
rings on the side. The classics, BLTs and French Dips and Grinders
(or hoagies, or subs, or whatever you call them). Fried chicken with
mashed potatoes and cole slaw. Barbecued pork, pulled off the bone.
Savory, sweet hot sausages of a thousand different ingredients.
Roast turkey with stuffing.
Green beans. Peas, spinach, carrots,
broccoli, cauliflower. Sauteed mushrooms. Eggplant, brined to
remove the bitterness, breaded and baked.
And all of it, every last bit, much
better if eaten with good company.
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