My philosophy about food and cooking is pretty simple: Eat, drink, and be happy. Yeah, that about sums it up.
I think it’s important to provide wholesome “real” foods for my family. I cook from scratch most of the time and I reuse leftovers throughout the week so I don’t waste anything.
Like my grandma, I keep bacon grease and use it in place of butter. I keep mine in a canning jar in the refrigerator and not in a coffee tin next to the stove … that presents food safety issues in my book!
Food and Marriage
I married a white bread, crunchy peanut butter, and grape jelly guy … I’m a wheat bread, creamy PB and homemade strawberry preserves kind of girl. Seriously, how can ANYONE spread jelly on ANYTHING, let alone white bread. I’m stumped.
We’re not completely opposite, we both love red meat. And lobster.
I’m not a trend follower, but I love that clean eating and seasonal/local foods are among more recent food trends.
If you stop to think about it, “clean” is how we’re meant to eat. It’s how we did eat before modern inventions like aluminum cans and flash freezing and all-purpose flour.
We didn’t really have convenience items and prepared foods in our grocery stores until the 1950s. Buying from local food vendors not only supports local businesses and the economy, it also provides a way for kids … and some adults … to learn about where food originates. That’s a good thing in my book.
Using local and seasonal foods in our meal preparation is also a part of our food heritage. Our ancestors survived eating this way … we can, too.
I eat hot dogs and bologna, and don’t care what spare animal parts people think are in them. That said, my favorite wieners and bologna come from a local German meat market, so who knows what spare parts really ARE in them.
I LOVE braunschweiger.
I’ve eaten a lot of bizarre food … rather some folks would consider them bizarre. Raccoon. Squirrel. Birds of all varieties. Catfish half as big as me. Venison. Organ meats (liver is my favorite). Head cheese. Blood sausage.
You might eat chicken and dumplings, we eat squirrel and dumplings. Okay, we eat chicken, too. I promise.
My grandpa lived off the land from the time he was 14 years old. It’s how he survived, and what he fed his family. For me, eating what I affectionately call critters is just a part of my life and where I live … and I have stories that go along with it all.