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Tuesday, March 29, 2011


Okay, I had spaghetti loaded with Italian sausage and bell peppers for lunch.  It was a leftover meal - waste not want not!  Dinner time came and went without a decision of what I should eat.  About 8:00 p.m. I still couldn't decide so I had a container of Yoplait yogurt and called it a night.

Me and My Dog had a post the other day about how often the RV blogging community mentions food.  I had been thinking about the same thing for a couple of weeks and that started me wondering  "Why is food mentioned so often?".  Is it more important as we grow older (Most of the bloggers I follow are 60+.) or are there fewer other occurrences in our lives now that transcend the importance of food?

As I pondered this question I thought back, way back, to my earliest memories of food.  The first thing that came to mind was my mother's fried chicken. It was always served with mashed potatoes, an incredible pan gravy (one that I have never been able to duplicate), corn, and either rolls or biscuits.  When the chicken and rolls were finished, I remember breaking up a slice of Wonder bread, covering it with gravy and savoring every bite.  Mom also cooked great chicken fried steak, Salisbury steak, meatloaf, tacos and many other memorable meals.

I can also vividly remember the bologna and cheese sandwiches (the Miracle Whip goes on both pieces of bread; the mustard only gets applied to one side and that side must be the side that touches the cheese) and the tuna sandwiches. The tuna was mixed with Miracle Whip, piled onto white bread and then a topping of Del Monte ketchup was added.  I even remember that in those days I could tell the difference between Del Monte and Heinz!

After my childhood years the food memories seem to fade for the next 40 or so years while I devoted my time to taking on the world and striving for success.  Sure, there are memories of some wonderful meals (and some disasters) but the memories are few and far between.

I know I ate two or three meals each day during those years but the memories are not the same.  I have come to the conclusion that while the food was probably just as good, I allowed other influences to take precedence in my memory bank and overshadow the food.

If you think about it air, water and food are the only things necessary for life.  From today forward I will strive to give food the recognition it deserves!


  1. I think so often, especially as we get older, food and fellowship seem to go together. I also have great memories of favorite foods as a youngster. The older we get, the more we appreciate the simple things. A simple, comforting meal with good friends is, well, comforting. (But I still can't stand Miracle Whip LOL)

  2. A Miracle Whip man! You're either a Miracle Whip or Best Foods person, it seems. I agree with Donna, I'm a Best Foods person. I guess it depends on what you're raised with.

  3. I'm not a Mayo person. Mustard, any kind, on both pieces of bread for a sandwich.