Understand
I always say rediculously poetic things like,” go to you local restaurant ” or the ever popular, ” food cooked with love is better “. I bet your sometimes annoyed by my obvious sentiment for the gastric arts. I bet if your not annoyed you wish I’d just chat about food and lose the mushy garbage. Yes? No? Maybe so?
I realized something tonight. No matter what your cooking and where, if your with friends it’s better. Period.
A really long time ago a fella fell on some less than optimum times and sorta, “made lemons out of lemonade” . This fella owned a salt deposit and sold a heck of alot of said salt to the confederate army. He recieved ALL, say it with me…ALL his payment in confederate bills. As we all know the confederacy lost big and as they fell so did there currency. Capital B bumout. This dude risked it all and ended up with the fat ZERO.
He started messing around with some peppers. He eventually began growing them on his island salt palace and even started making hot sauce with them.
With the help of his famiy and friends Mr. Edmund Mcilhenny invented Tabasco sauce in Avery island, Louisiana. The business has been in the family always, with thier friends roundng out the charge.
My point? Whenever your loved-ones and buddies are in on it, foodstuffs turn our amazing. Hope, love and comraderie are wondrous ingredients.
It’s the holidays, grab someone you love and make something incredible.
Aaron
