Happy Wednesday everyone! Wow did yesterday knock the socks off me. I had classes from noon till 8pm across two different campuses. As you can imagine it was difficult for me to capture everything I ate during that time because I basically shoved whatever I could find into my mouth, whenever I had a second. This included but was not limited to…Tim Hortons bagel, banana oat pb muffin, pasta and turkey sauce, yogurt, fresh mozzarella, butterCUP squash and corn bisque (homemade of course), and scoops of cookie butter straight from the jar while I was watching the Amazing Race Canada when I got home.
It was truly a romantic gesture when Mr A was literally waiting at the door when I got home at nearly 8:30pm with a big beautiful mug of chamomile tea. He is a gem.
With that said I decided for my 100th blog post I wanted to share some of my favourite food memories that I have with Mr A because he’s always been such a big supporter of Mango About Town AND because we’ve made some pretty great food memories together.
Here they are in no particular order, I hope you enjoy!
Our first Valentines Day when he made Arctic Charr and Risotto and we ate at a table he set up in his basement with the fireplace channel roaring beside us.
Coming home from Toronto New Years Day (hungover), to make baked pasta (yes, there is bacon in there).
Homemade ravioli (and sauce, of course). So amazing.
The time he made me stuffed eggplant at my Dad’s place in the country. Even brought all the ingredients with him, then expected me to eat a whole (stuffed) eggplant.
Every time we make an awesome breakfast together, but especially the times that include bacon or pancakes
The ONE homemade lasagne we’ve made. Probably should make one of those again…
Wine in the hotel room in San Francisco, because no good food memory exists without wine, and there was PLENTY of it in San Fran, and also a lot of bad food reactions…but that’s a story for another day. Ps. check out that Blackberry!
The time I made him apple cinnamon buns at 11pm while he slept on the couch.
The Berkshire Pork at Fude. I have no idea what I ate that day, but I do know Mr A won’t eat pork at a restaurant anymore because he knows it won’t be as good as that stuff.
One time Mr. A baked me blueberry muffins when I was off to a conference in London, Ontario. I had to include this because the number of times this guy has baked can be counted on one hand.
I hope you enjoyed the small collection of food memories I shared with you today; there were so many memories to choose from so it was really hard to keep this post at an acceptable length! I hope Mr. A and I continue to make many more food memories in our kitchen, and I can’t wait to share some of them with you!
What are your most favourite food memories? What’s the best thing you’ve ever made to eat?