In my family, we like to talk about food. We do it every day, and like a bad habit, we find ourselves discussing what we're going to have for dinner tomorrow at the dinner table today. Mom and her sisters do it, my sisters and I do it. My oldest sister, who made the goods pictured here, has a blog dedicated to food, and was married at Copia -- a Museum for Wine, Food, and the Arts in Napa Valley. And all this talk about food, because I came across this article in the NY Times today about mac and cheese, an item I didn't even know came out of a box (we had homemade, baked, with gruyere as children) until I went to college.
January 09, 2006
food fetish
In my family, we like to talk about food. We do it every day, and like a bad habit, we find ourselves discussing what we're going to have for dinner tomorrow at the dinner table today. Mom and her sisters do it, my sisters and I do it. My oldest sister, who made the goods pictured here, has a blog dedicated to food, and was married at Copia -- a Museum for Wine, Food, and the Arts in Napa Valley. And all this talk about food, because I came across this article in the NY Times today about mac and cheese, an item I didn't even know came out of a box (we had homemade, baked, with gruyere as children) until I went to college.
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