Oh yeah buddy, now THIS is a blog topic I’m ready for. I’m a huge fan of food. I’m not saying I’m literally huge myself but rather that my love of food is grand, ever-growing and total. Ok so here it goes…
First I want to start with a glass of Montepulciano red wine from the vineyard where my brother-in-law works (Spelt). It’s pure luck that I’m a total wine-o and have access to the best wine I’ve ever tasted for free as he brings it home by the 5 liter bottle. God bless you Fabio. Then I’d like another glass to go with my cheese and fruit. Both will be in abundance and of a variance that’s staggering. Gorgonzola, brie, blue cheese, swiss, mozzarella (fresh, hard, smoked), fresh parmesan, cream cheese, stracchino, robiola, CHEDDAR (damn I want me some cheddar. Haven’t had it in over two years since they don’t sell it in my area), gouda, smoked gouda, and I’m sure I’m missing something supremely stinky and delicious….damn, this will have to do for il formaggio. The fruit? Cherries, strawberries, apples (green), grapes (every variety), pineapple, lychee, kiwi, watermelon, tangerines, cantaloupe, and cherries (I know, I love them THAT much).
At this point I’d need a serious pause….
Sushi, boatloads. Salmon with just a touch of lemon, garlic, soy sauce, and honey…more wine…Time for some BEEF! A crazy big New York strip, medium rare (I want to see a little blood. Not a lot, just enough to make me feel savage), seasoned simply with salt and pepper but with caramelized onions on top with about half a bottle of A-1 (I just love that stuff). A ridiculous baked potato, what restaurants would call “loaded”: cheese, sour cream, chives, bacon, onion, BUTTERRRRRRRRRR…..I knew this would happen, I’m so stinkin’ hungry. Some steamed carrots, zucchini, broccoli and cauliflower.
You know what? Maybe I want a great big cheese burger instead of a steak. One with cheese, pastrami, onions (I see an onion theme), heaps of mayo, horse-radish, lettuce, tomato on those big pieces of buttered grilled bread instead of a bun. Lord have mercy, yeah, gimme that.
…and a salad. What? I love salad.
Somewhere in there I’ve got to fit in my very own spaghetti and meatballs because it’s just that good. You understand that I’m basically drinking a whole bottle of blood-red goodness over the course of this dinner, right? If you can even call it “dinner” this is like those meals you hear that kings used to have where they’d have to purge themselves just to keep stuffing their guts.
I’m not big on desserts but I am a sucker for strawberries and chocolate, mmmmmmmmm.
I’ll need a decent glass of limoncello in the end and a coffee so strong it’d wake the dead.
I’m sure I’ll be dreaming of food tonight considering my bedtime is a half hour from now. I’ll want to change this post a dozen times by the time tomorrow’s writing session comes along but I’ll leave it like this. Just know that really, I’d eat anything tasty.
Oh man! I knew it! Not even signed off and I realize I forgot all about my Mexican and Indian food selections.