I don't think I will ever be a foodie, in small part because I am too picky an eater, and in large part because then I would be too sophisticated to eat Reese's Peanut Butter Cups and that would be a bummer.
Also, the older I get, the simpler I like my food. That's not to say I don't enjoy a complex melding of flavors (I have eggplant parmesan in the oven right now), but I'm rarely enticed by a recipe with a list of ingredients as long as my arm and a preparation process that, in comparison, makes Twyla Tharp's choreography look easy to execute. I'm usually not as happy with the end product as I am with a simple dish cooked well.
Some of the most satisfying dinners I've ever had consisted of fresh bread, cheese, a little butter, a few olives, and a simple salad tossed with olive oil and fresh lemon juice. Delicious, easy to prepare, easy to clean up, and free of worry about whether or not I'm fashionable enough. Perfect.
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