Foodie Thoughts

 

So, lately some friends of ours are displaying an increasing tendency toward "foodiness". 

We already have several friends who are seriously into gastronomical exploration. One couple we unfortunately don't get to see very often, because they live across an ocean, and, well, let's face it, Gavin and I aren't able to drop everything and fly over for a visit. Another couple we get to see frequently, when our children aren't ill or suffering insomniac spells. I have watched the progression of these friends' hobbies, listened as more friends caught the foodie bug. I've noted the cookbooks from which they draw inspiration, considered their cheeses, sauces, and mains, and I've joined with them (vicariously) in enjoying each carefully photographed and homemade gourmet meal. 

So, foodie friends, this post is for you. 

Gavin had a special request for his birthday dinner this year, and who was I to deny him? I said "It's your birthday. 

Anything you want, I'll make it, or we'll buy it." It took him several days to decide. I admit, a part of me longed for him to express a wish for pan-seared scallops, or something involving truffle oil, or caviar, or similar expensive nummy novelty. But, those who know Gavin know that two things reign supreme in Kingdom Stomach Hammel. Green apples, and fried chicken. Last night, I discovered that his gift for getting cats to lick (and enjoy licking) apple cores is going 

to extend to our daughter. 

Help me, foodie friends, help me. Because part of me 

really enjoyed my first piece of that chicken. The other part of me had to stop midway through the second piece.